Like many others in the audience (but not the absolute majority), I was mesmerised.And more so than by the music simply by the vision of her hairy cro...ch when Crystal stood up as she did for about half the concert and that beautiful bosom briefly exposed when she brushed aside her long hair to gain better access to her guitar. And there was also the beauty of a voice whose range was much greater than any folk singer I'd ever heard before, but more intimate and inviting than that of a trained. So, be ready.Namita was a slim hot chick with pointy and fleshy breasts. It seemed like all the flesh in her body was stored in her breasts instead of distributed evenly. That was one of the reasons I had an encounter which I will tell later. Namita and I used to kiss and touch each other all the time until I got another cousin of mine to comfort me. Namita was really smart and beautiful. Some day, I wish I could get a chance to write my encounter with her.Coming back to the story. Namita was. It was time for dinner when they said they weren’t about to get on Elena’s shit list for letting me work during my vacation.Little do they know it is going to be interesting soon.As head of the families, I visited with multiple families who had arrived early. I didn’t have sex with any of their daughters, or wives for that matter, noting that I didn’t feel that adding my bloodline to their family was responsible when I already have heiress wives from three different families. Until I spent some. Good thing it was a costume party. I had already changed into my costume. A wooden leg encasing my bad leg and some makeup complemented the costume I couldn't use last year due to the flu. I would go as Pegleg Jack.At least Colt was being quiet.Then again I had not spoken two words to him since the confrontation in the living room. Everything since then had been done by gestures.The gunny sergeant was at least better mannered. Several times during the flight he tried to start a conversation.