Slowly I felt him removing my blouse and then my bra exposing my breasts to the group of guys. They all seemed to be watching me and I felt so ashame.... Next he pulled my skirt down my legs and I stepped out of it one foot at a time. Then he pulled my panties down slowly kissing my thighs as he pulled them down my legs and there I was standing almost naked in front of them all other then high heel sandals. He then gave me a soft kiss on the lips and walked me backwards and the next thing I. I and my sister were given a separate room. The room was made of wood and the sight was romantic. It was winter season and was very cold. Next day morning we went out for visiting and came back late night after having dinner with my dad’s friend. I and my sister had some chat about the visiting places and went to sleep. After sometime my sister hugged me from back and said it is very cold. I did not mind and slept off. Next day while we were outside my sister was very close to me. She was in. I had seen her only in photos – the photos on the mantel over the fire place. Seeing her in person, was jaw dropping. She had her mother’s beautiful blue eyes and shapely body, only Samantha was thinner and not as top heavy. “I’m sorry,” Samantha remarked upon seeing me. “I’m Robert,” I replied, introducing myself. “I’m Samantha,” Riley’s daughter replied. It was though I was seeing a double of Riley. I think I stammered out something innocuous, like “How’s the weather?” or perhaps, “Cool. After my return from Chennai I had decided never visit there as the hard memories from there sent shivers all over me. One fine day my friend said that her Dad is going to visit city, I didnt mind as my house was big two floor bunglow, he can easily fit in guest room. Two days went like that and one third day her dad came home.We both greeted him, my friend was very happy to see her dad. I went back in my room giving them both some time. He took the guest room which was upstairs. As usual like.