My feet touched hers. I instinctively took them away (being the gentleman i am) but on second thoughts placed them back. She didn’t take hers away. ... looked at her and she gave me a smile. We were playing with each other’s’ feet. All this was happening under the table so no one noticed. I was hopeful for our outing.We reached the resort and settled down into two rooms- girls and boys. We explored the hill station on the first day – had fun in the resort pool in the afternoon. She was playing in. Her tits pressed gently into my chest, her head lay against my shoulder and my bulge threatened to bump into her crotch at any time.She gasped when I cupped her ass with my hands. I let my hands stay still there."Have I ever told you that you have a fabulous behind," I whispered, squeezing her cheeks ever so gently.She let out a low moan and pushed her crotch into mine. I felt up her ass tentatively, grounding my crotch into hers gently."Do you know what I would do to your hot behind if I had. Youwill have to sign a contract that you can be available for photographs.More precisely spoken, I will have to sign this contract since you aretoo young. Why is it that suddenly you are no longer afraid to bephotographed? You were shocked at the newspaper article." But you did say that no one would recognize me there."She threw a glance at the framed article. "Yes, presumably no one willrecognize you. The quality of this newspaper photo is not so good. But inthe studio professional pictures. I pushed Ronnie up against the door; we just stared into each other’s eyes, breathing deeply. All I could think was, “This was it!” I kissed her. I kissed her with passion and she kissed me back; our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Her hands gripped my hair, my hands running all over her body, feeling her breasts and tight stomach. My hands eventually made it to her thighs, pushing up her dress so it was above her waist. It was then I realized that she never wore underwear when she went.