Would like to share your husband with me.”For a moment Anamika was taken aback when heard about sharing her husband with a lady whom she had met pas... a month. Reminded her of those old memories when Rina used to order her to go for a threesome. All of these things reignited her memories of Rina’s motel. In rage she replied “You bitch! Shut your hell up! He is mine and I’ll share him with anyone!” With a dull face she left Anamika’s place. The very next day Arun threw a party for his new friends. Out of curiosity and rare chance of traveling via train, I kind of developed a childish act of looking into the passengers’ sheet and check if there are any young girls in the compartment. I could find few but could not find anyone interesting by their names.Finally at the time of start of my journey back from my tour, I was looking out at the place to which I may not come back again so wanted to have a final look at the place and was standing at the doorway…at this moment a miracle similar to. Just imagine how foreign it is to me, thinking of Los Angeles that way. Most of the time the only thought I had given the place was cursing the bad traffic and wondering why they didn’t just build some more damn freeways!Now, like a bad horror/sci-fi post-apocalypse movie, I was regretting my lack of gratitude for all of the things that civilization had made available to us all. Theaters. Restaurants. Grocery stores. Museums. Even the opera down at the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion that I only. “There’s way more here than I expected.” She find the tiniest bikini in the pile. “Show me this one.” She dresses Karly and adjust the bikini and lets Linda model it again. Karly’s hand is in her pants again while Linda models. When Linda bends over, there’s nothing hidden by this bikini. “It’s very close but still not what I have in mind.” Karly goes over too Linda and takes off the tiny bikini. As the removes it, Karly makes sure that her finger teases Linda’s clit just a little. “Follow me.