She was “old money” I suppose for a shithole little Arkansas town, but that was no cause for her to be such a bitch to me. I decided not to wait f...r Callie. I went over and got the water hose and just started spraying Katy down. “Arrgh, swuch, What the *gargle* fuck!?” She asked. “Just cleaning you off.” I said.“Fuck! Now I’m wet.” She whined as she started to cry. Callie came back to quite a scene. She found it all to be pretty funny. I gave her the keys to my Suburban. I told her to get. My neighbour then slid next to me and asked me If I would take care of him as well and I happily obliged. He started kissing me with his tongue, as his friend was kissing me on the neck. We played around like that for a while, drinking shots of rhum at the same time. The preliminaries had been pretty nice and we decided to go back in. My neighbour told us that we had all day as his wife had left to see her friend for the week end. We dried ourselves off and went downstairs where my neighbour. I satthere for a long moment in silence as my father continued cooking, inpart because I was still waking up and in part because I didn't knowwhat to say. Eventually I decided to say, "Hey dad, mind if I ask a fewquestions? I'm really confused about a lot of the things I sawyesterday, and want to honestly hear from you about it all." Of course, what would you like to know?" he said turning brieflytowards me before returning to his cooking."I guess my first question is whose idea was it for you. They already had elaborate plans for her. An American porn company was looking for a fresh Indian girl to feature in their latest shoot, and they had already seen Sowmya’s photos and were interested in her. They even wanted to do a short porn film with her if possible. They had offered good money, which meant a fat commission for them too.He continued fingering her gently, keeping her on the edge, making her tremble and wriggle like a whore. “Pleaaaseeeeeee… ohhh plllleease let me come….