‘No’ I cried, as one petite hand laced down my stomach pausing to caress the nest of hair. Suddenly regaining my sense I realised the full extent ...f my position, trapped naked between the thighs of this gorgeous women, my bare still moist flesh radiating heat certainly not entirely from the shower I had taken. I attempted to wriggle away, she slapped my ass hard making me gasp in what was unmistakably desire. ‘You love that don’t you honey? Lucky for you I enjoy doing it.’ I merely moaned in. By the silence on the dusty landings that I crossed on my way up, we were probably the only people living in this crumbling old mansion. Alicea was still fast asleep on the sofa. "What kept you?"Local trade union dispute. No return varorettas. I had to walk." Well, let little Alicea fix you a drink." Jumping up (she was completely naked), she snatched a bottle of fizzy wine from my basket and popped it open, adding some crushed ice from the bag I had bought in the market. She went and sat on. Salim was somewhat older than most of the women of her acquaintance, certainly more so than anyone who’d shared her flat, but Susan could tell that her face at least was very attractive and curiously not markedly Asian at all. Susan agreed to meet, more out of fascination than anything else. They met again at an ice cream parlour nearby where over pistachio and almond ice creams, Salim told Susan about Amna and her obsession for Susan and how much it troubled her aunt. “She’s totally obsessed. " "Cool, I'm goin' to tan. Have fun girls." And he walked off, stripping his clothes as he got closer to the beach. His perfectly undefined back was as white as the ice-cream he sold. He needed this tan more than the girls needed lunch. "So, wanna make some pancakes?" Kiara asked. "Um, hell yeah!" was Faith's answer. For the next ten minutes, they prepared the ingredients, took out the ice cream to let it melt just a little, and got cooking. There was flour everywhere and Faith made the most of.