” My reverie broken, I tried to focus on my task at hand, but my eyes that whole day where constantly drawn across to this girl.She was dressed in a...sari.I wanted her. Badly!Well, the next day there I sat thinking how I could break the verbal ice. It was not as easy to do this here as is usually the case.Maryam was always with another group of girls, dressed and acting similarly, usually conversing with each other in a language of which I knew not one word; although they all had excellent. I always did the kitchen first as that was where he came to when he got in from work he’d make a cup of tea and put something in the oven for his evening meal .While the music blared around the house he must have had people round as there was more mess the normal. wine glasses plates and the oven was filthy so I had the washing up bowl full of hot soapy water on the floor next to me cleaning the oven .Kneeling in front of the oven cleaning away I didn’t hear him come in behind me skirt had. I asked mom to stay in the car and promised I would be careful. The hotel was not one I would normally stay in, and if I missed my guess, they sometimes charged by the hour. The gunmen probably chose the hotel because employees and other guests went out of their way not to notice anything. I seriously doubted if this place had cameras, but I went in a side door, all the same.The desk had been nice enough to write the room number on back side of the paper sleeve, room 413. I rode the rickety. "Oh," he chuckled, "I didn't see any pictures of that" I.. I... well.. Kabeer wasn't with me, he was sleeping" I said. He chuckled hotly, "So you were all alone on the beach?" he asked. I felt my throat constrict, "Well, no, not exactly" I replied, "There were a couple of other people from the boat there" Mmmm, men or women?" he asked. "Both" I murmured. "Mmm, and did it excite you that the other men were seeing you naked?' he asked. "A little" I admitted softly. "And did any of them offer to.