So on reaching aunts house I took my lunch and prepared for having some fun before leaving Delhi as I am a cute home girl in Punjab. My bus to Amritsa... was at 9 in the night. After having some chat with my aunt, I prepared myself for the fun. After having a bath I put good body perfume and dressed very casually. I wore a pink bra and pink panty. I wore a sleeveless pink top and a cotton Capri which is very comfortable for journeys. The Capri was loose and was just above my knees. As uncle was. My mother may well have been correct in ascribing gypsy blood to Pa Hodge, as Miriam developed a glorious golden skinned tan in the space of a few days. As a typical Anglo Saxon; blond hair, blue eyes and fair skin, I went from dead fish belly white, through flaming scarlet, to a dappled peeling dull red and white.I'd never seen Miriam in a bikini before. Our honeymoon had been a week at Southend-on-Sea [or on- Mud, depending on the state of the tide] in mid-September, not a place, nor a time,. But I'm not complaining! For the first time in my life, she's taxied me to the pub as opposed to reluctantly rescuing me when I can't drive home."We fell to silence, drank our drinks. I wanted to talk, but didn't know how to start, when Phil did it for me, "Who is this Ken, anyway? Do I know him?" Well you must have met him, at one of our barbeques or parties. He's about late forties, maybe fifty. Slim-ish, about six foot, greying hair. Always immaculately dressed, he always stands out for. "I stopped myself there because I almost said "You have to say that!" but then realized that not only did he not have to tell me that my pussy was pretty, but it was probably something a father should never say to his daughter.But Dad just took it as his cue and said enthusiastically, "I have to what? Kiss your pretty little pussy? Because I think you're right. I don't think I have a choice."As he said this he'd wrapped an arm around one of my thighs the way Uncle Phil had while his other hand.