And the rest was painted red. There was a TV but its three channels were porn and they were being played in the office and went out to the rooms. Ther... was a red floodlight over the bed and a lamp with a 40-watt bulb and the only other light was in the bathroom. And instead of curtains, there were wooden louvers. And there was a door connecting our room to another room and it sounded like it had a hot tub from the splashing. Also, we saw flashes of light under the door from a camera flash.We. Though doing that with Mattie hovering close-by all the time, would have been near to impossible for me to do anyway.And not that I didn't think about it, or was occasionally reminded either, I couldn't help but be. Myra looked far different than how I'd first met her. For starters, she was wearing a nice pair of form fitting white jeans that molded her near perfect ass, with a fairly low cut red blouse that hinted at the smoothness of her full breasts concealed beneath it, further teasing me a. She answered few questions and later on started to cry, i said sry aunt i shud not have started this topic and i consoled her after sometimes she started to tell me everything, i know what she saying is true that her husband is not giving her enough attention both mentally and physically.And on vacation days when he was here he will be sleeping continuously he even forgot our marriage day and saying this she was uncontrollably sobbing i felt sry for her i said come let’s move to the balcony as. They also have matching very short skirts and, as Pia bends over, white thongs.While the girls are setting up camp I drop my towel and slide on my shorts. As I look up Helena is looking my way and says something to Pia and they laugh. Once everyone is settled I make another brew and we sit around the fire and talk. Thankfully they speak English very well. Both girls are relaxed and happily show plenty of leg. Unlike most stories they still have their knickers on! Although they flirt with me I.