‘Hey! Please, stop for a moment. Listen, please just…’ The only response was a quietly hissed ‘Shhhhhh…’ ‘Look, I’m scared here. Pleas....’ A gloved hand covered my mouth gently, after stumbling in the dark a little. I assumed this must be Birch, and that relaxed me for some reason, though I should have been even more worried. This doesn’t mean I wasn’t still thinking of sharp teeth sinking into my throat. I let my other foot be dragged out until my legs were straight, my feet hanging just over. Rahul sat opposite us.During drinks I put my left hand down and rubbed her thighs. They were plump and smooth to the touch. Pinky didn’t let on that I was touching her below the table. I then got more active. I slowly pulled up her sari and petticoat, then rubbed her knee. She tried to put her sari down and push my hand away. I was really horny that day and didn’t let her do it. Then I slid my hand further up, my fingers squeezing and rubbing her inner thighs as I pushed my hand up towards her. Maggie started telling herabout the picture and then just kept on talking about anything andeverything the little girl could find words for. The lady smiled a lotand even laughed a few times while Maggie talked and after a bit shepicked up Maggie and sat her in her lap and gave her lots of hugs andcuddles and started brushing Maggie's hair. Even Maggie's curls likedthis lady as they behaved better for her than they ever had for anyoneelse. By the time she had gotten done brushing them they were. At the last minute, Michelle’s daughter had to pull out because of college commitments but Gabbie was keen to come anyway and so it was, after a four-hour drive, we arrived at the hotel and checked into our rooms. We all had broad grins on our faces as we looked at the view of the resort from our adjoining rooms and, slipping on bikinis, we went to explore. Screeching to a halt as we hit the poolside, we realised that this was a clothing-optional hotel and we were definitely overdressed. What.