And to Frank’s credit, he did nothing to try to crush or control those dreams. He had been his idea that she go on tour with her paintings and hadn�...�t batted an eye at the arrangements for her to go to Chicago and to George Vaughn. Ada had been honest with Frank from the start. She had told him of her former lovers—he hardly could have neglected to notice how well versed she was in the art of lovemaking, so he had to have known she had had more lovers than just her first husband. The only thing. This basically was no oil or lotions in the Jacuzzi to keep water and tub clean.The attendant left, I locked the door turned around and started to get undressed. The room was a small room, about 12 feet by 12 feet. Nice Jacuzzi tub, seats about 4-6, a small sauna in the corner that seats 2 maybe 3 people. A/C was running to help keep the humidity down, nice warm water in the Jacuzzi, nice HOT sauna.Kind of nervous now, since this is my first time with another guy alone out in the open of this. Part way through lunch Sunita called me from the airport. They were getting ready to board the flight. There was sadness in her voice at times but she was focused on getting back to me.She told me that Depak and his wife and Rakesh and Isha had come round to her mum and dad’s while she was there. I had forgotten about them until she reminded me about the Bengal Dynasty.“I told Isha about us,” she told me. “I thought I would get it over with before the gossip did the rounds.”I laughed.“I think. We checked-in to the small boutique hotel just a block away from the ocean. Angie changed into her two-piece bathing suit and they both headed out to the beach. The first day on the beach, Angie and I took the time to get comfortable with the atmosphere and the people. As they walked on the sand southward, the bathing suits got smaller and smaller. Guys were in banana hammocks and the girls were sporting thongs. A lot of skin exposed for a couple of Midwesterners. Needless to say, the beach.