“You rat!” June exclaimed. “At least give me a hint.”“Not on your life. Just get that cute little ass of yours over here.”“See you soon....Goodbye.” June hung up the phone and turned to go back upstairs. As she turned, she noticed someone on the sidewalk staring through the window. It was the same guy who had seen her standing naked before. She realized that she was in such a hurry to answer the phone that she neglected to throw a robe on and was completely naked. “Pervert,” she said aloud to. She lifted her sari and her inner skirt and knotted them in her waist exposing her legs and some portion above her thighs. She proceeded to work and I was looking at her ass swaying. When she was done, she wanted to clean the wash basin where I was shaving. I asked her if I should leave but she asked me to carry on. She injected herself between me and the wash basin and began to rub and wipe the basin. There was now only inches between my penis and her ass separated by my towel and her wet. With climate change and the El Nino creating havoc across the world we needed to use as little water as possible. I vowed that as long as I was in the Valley, I would never shower alone. I knew I made promises I might not be able to keep, not on my part, but others might not be interested in sharing a shower with me. That was the ego’s vanity talking again and I quickly reminded myself to live in the moment, to accept things as they were. Life had a greater plan for all of us that I could have. He had told D it had been such a great turn on seeing her naked in the desert that he had wanted to see what she was like to fuck, and his dreams had come true. It wasn’t all one side as a few months after she had started seeing this guy I had to spend a few weeks in the same camp as them, and I had watched her give him a blow job. 20 years ago I worked in the Middle East in a small team of researchers. We were often based in a small camp in the desert, living in tents. The tents were.