She was in a light blue sari with her hair tied back in a traditional plat with jasmine flowers tied at the end.She about 5 ft with a beautifully oval...face, Her complexion was typical Bengali, a warm brown with a pair of jet black almond shaped eyes with long dark lashes and a sweet full mouth. Not a face you could forget easily.Her sari was in the Bengali style not Indian, but she managed to convey the contours of her body perfectly. Her breasts were large and although covered up by her sari,. On returning home notably early I found you asleep on the bed, laying on your front with your arms sprawled out in front of you. This left your sweet ass on display and what a sight. Naked as the day you where born and sound asleep. Oh the temptation to slap that ass was incredibly high, but a better sexier thought had entered my head. I slowly left the bedroom and went to find the things I needed to entertain the second thought that entered my mind. Gathering the things needed I once more. However, enough people of influence now traded in metals and gems for the items to have value anywhere within the nation. Unas' explanation gave Danica the impression that everything possessed about the same value her as in her homeland. Only a couple of stones considered semi-precious in her world commanded higher value in this land. Haggling was considered the polite means to conduct business. Tradition deemed refusal to argue over price a great offense that sometimes even resulted in deadly. Aah, blessed comfort! First order of business: washing off the road grime.A nice soak in the tub and I was all sparkly-clean and fresh. I patted some of my Dad's aftershave on, put on his bathrobe and headed to the kitchen. Passing the living room, I decided to close the curtains, then stopped and peered out. I could see across the lane and into the living room of a neighboring house. A family -- Mom, Dad and daughter -- was playing a board game on the floor. The Mom and daughter.