The little blond fussed with her purse, then the hem of her dress and finally the mop of blond her."Well, excuse me Roger but I need to freshen up," t...e little tart finally said breaking the silence."I... um... that is I thought that you would be alone," I stumbled feebly with my words. I really didn't know what to say at this awkward moment. I only knew that I wanted to crawl away and die."Come here, Julie."I went over to Roger and stood with my head down. He lifted my chin and asked, "Is. I was given a room right next to Yogesh and Shilpa’s (name changed). The plan was that we meet in the evening as an accidental meet-up and then go to their room in the evening for some drinks and chill.Everything went as planned. I met Yogesh as an old colleague and he introduced me to his wife. Shilpa was beautiful, she had the perfect figure.She was fair, had slim legs, but had the best upper body with her boobs tearing the T-shirt. Her cleavage was also slightly seen which exhibited a nice. Since the arrival of the pin-cushioned and damaged stagecoach, laden with hand-made arrows and horses blowing hard and almost falling down in their traces, most of us had filtered outside in the dirt and the dust to watch the weary passengers dismount from the surviving conveyance.There was a shotgun-carrying guard on the top that was stretched out flat on the roof. I recognized him as Slim Pepperman. It looked like he had taken a couple of arrows during their escape from the. He was actually squeezing my boob in the pool in such a very public place. I couldn’t believe that I let him do this too, totally uninvited. And yet I didn’t attempt to stop him, not moving away, not saying please don’t touch, nothing.I came too and could make out his words, ‘you are a remarkable young lady, being kind enough to indulge me. I thank you and hope we can remain friends... yes friends for some time. My wife is a wonderful woman but is no longer interested in, well intimate.