I found out later that the ladies spent the four days trying to find women with saris the right size for each of them since it would take a month or m...re to make one. The women who sold them the saris were well paid, although many of the saris were confiscated from the former governor. I could tell from Margaret’s comments about how comfortable and elegant they were that saris would probably be the next foreign-inspired fashion craze in Rouen.The Kakatiya King was gracious, thanking us for. I was wearing a red top and jeans.Both Mohan and Neha were dropped off to their colleges and we were headed to my college. And then that day he took our small chats to a whole new level and told me, “Kavya, tum ye red top me bohut sexy lagti ho.. Me tumhare bare me sochta hu to..” and he kept his hand on his crotch and started rubbing there. “ye kya kar rahe ho tum…. gaadi roko plz..”, I told him softly, looking at him. He completely ignored what I said and asked, “tumhari boobs ka size kya. She looked at me, looked at him and smiled and nodded.Dave unhanded us and took a seat in a kitchen chair, gazing at us in aroused anticipation. Rebecca looked at me with a similar expression. I inched closer to her and put my face right near to hers. We took a moment to feels each other's breath let our noses touch. I initiated a gentle kiss which we repeated several times until we started to escalate. I put one hand on her breast and the other on her ass. She wrapped an arm around my neck and. I parked in a check-in spot, and escorted her to her room. Expecting to simply turn and retreat, Buffy asked if I'd like to come in for a drink. I protested a bit, indicating it was getting late. She smiled and said, "It's not a marriage proposal - just a drink!" I had to laugh at that. It was so cute, I couldn't turn down the invitation.We entered her room, and Buffy opened the door to the mini bar fridge. I poured a couple of drinks, and we continued to chat. Buffy had been out of her.