As I know all the guys there, whenever I am free I used to go to their home and partied with them many times. So, I am very familiar with all the guys...During weekend parties Sushma used to wear very explosive dresses whereas Amrita used to be a little reserved. She won’t drink much that too only wine. As I also don’t drink anything other than wine, we two became good friends and we used to chat a lot.As I had enough fun with opposite flat Padmaja and my office colleague Pooja, I didn’t have any. He went on to explain the rules and with a wink, said to have fun. I had rented a locker and was expecting a locker room to change in but found lockers spread through the place, all in the open. I'd never been shy about undressing in front of people but had also never undressed with guys walking around checking out my ass. After undressing and wrapping the towel they gave me around my waist I went to explore what I could find. I was walking through the hallways past closed doors to the rooms I. That bastard is mine. Vengeance will be mine……’ * The men stood watching as the bright lights of Honfleur Harbour flickered in front of them, the early morning light bathing the area in a misty glow. Alan walked over to Patrick and clapping him on the shoulder told him, ‘Better to be safe, there’s a space under a couple of the bunks that we can hide you in. Slip in and we’ll put the money under there as well just in case customs climb on board. We’ll refuel in a couple of hours when it opens. Tara and Sam removed their clothes and hung them on the back of the chairs and on the end of the beds. Both girls were down to just their bra and panties. They huddled together wrapped in the wool blanket in front of the cozy fire. Sam and Tara were exhausted from their day. As their bodies warmed, the alcohol and exhaustion kicked in and they were able to relax and sleep, for tomorrow was another day. Tara awoke suddenly the next morning finding the cold steel of a handcuff being collapsed.