She was young, as he had first imagined, maybe sixteen. She was also quite tanned, almost as though she was Mexican or something. It was interesting t...at the man had said "We'd like to sell" rather than "I'd like", so they were obviously at least partners if not a couple."Nice horse," he said to her. She didn't reply, but looked up at him for the first time. He saw her eyes, and her high cheekbones. She was an Indian! But dressed like a white girl, or rather like a white man. And she was armed.. The cold water was welcome relief from the searing heat of the sauna. She felt his body and kissed him from head to toe. She played with his cock and balls. Hari was thoroughly enjoying himself, he was becoming hard. He started kissing her and he kissed her lips , cheeks , neck and finally her pink strawberries. He feasted on them and Sheila was floating in heaven. She took his dick and rubbed it against her pussy. The feeling was divine. Hari gave a small push and he entered her. Sheila gasped. ‘How are they going to identify her?’ another chimed in. ‘I’m assuming there wasn’t any identification to be found?’ Gareth shook his head, but before he could answer I pulled on my self-made vainglorious crown of know-it-allness. ‘DNA match, I suppose,’ I shrugged, trying to look humble. ‘Granted, the database is going to be a huge restriction, but it’s as accurate as technology can get these days.’ ‘Wrong.’ All eyes snapped to look at Him. I’d expected Gareth to correct me, not this…not Him.. He took that in stride, but I picked up on his short intake of breath. He was more careful through the rest of the massage, (darn it) and finally finished up. I glanced at my watch, it had been two solid hours! I sat up, clutching the towel in front of me, and thanked him. Then I slipped off the table, dropping the towel. For a second I was fully nude, I reached for the robe and wrapped it around myself as he folded up his equipment. ‘My pleasure!’ he told me, smiling, and he was gone. I sat.