Divya reminded me about the deal and we were looking for the opportunity.Luckily, we got the opportunity. There was supposed to be a marriage function...in the neighborhood of my grandparent’s house and they were our closest neighbors like a family. So I asked Divya if she could kiss me that evening. We both were excited.The evening came and it was a “Baraat” ceremony. So, everyone was getting ready on the ground floor and I was there on the terrace. It was around 6:45 pm. Divya texted me –Divya:. . well ... the lorry and driver for hire did the work ... I paid.So ... I suppose that’s the reason I was already living in the Carey’s Bay Hotel when ... five weeks later the Cat and Cyn radioed in asking for accommodations for a 65 foot catamaran.Sounds simple doesn’t it?Wasn’t.The Hotel had stopped accommodations for travelers years before. They were now a Public house, a bar, a lounge, a conservatory, the forecourt, a courtyard and a snug.The cheerful public bar is full of local flavour.. And come to me and asked Cleaner, “Kya hai Baluram.” baluram the Cleaner said, “iske to ladkiyo ke jaise hai”. I was shocked at his statement. I didn’t know what to say. Driver said “Mujhe Dekhne de Zara” and with that he also sleep his left hand in my t-Shirt and grab my Right Boob.They both first feel the each boob like measuring it and then they started pressing it lightly. Thought the Driver’s hand was rought and Driver slowly pressing my right boob very hard. I started moaning like “Ahh…. They pulled up in front of her place. It wasn’t exactly the nicest place, but it was cheap and that is all she could afford right now. Max stepped out and walked around the car to open her door for her. As she stepped out, she made sure to flash lots of leg to Max.She wasn’t sure why she did what she did but she was asking Max, “Would you like to come up for a drink, but I guess you need to get back to Mr. Whit right away?”Max, really not wanting to say no, had no choice. He was expected back.