It was just after eight when she returned to the motel, had a shower and turned on the television to find that it didn't work. "Bugger!" she snapped. ...I have paid enough for the room so they can come and fix the fucking television". With that she stormed out and was just in time to see the same men who were at the club entered their room. She paid no more attention till just as she was about to enter the office she heard the receptionists say. "Those blokes in room eight have a hide. They. " I felt my legs being pulled apart, but I didn't know what was happening until I felt the hardness pushing into me.How had I gotten home? I didn't remember Bert undressing me, but he must have. How else could he put himself in me? A voice, not Bert's, but a man's voice, "God is she tight." The hardness moved into me, a mouth fastened itself to mine and another mouth closed on my breast and fingers teased the nipple on my other breast. The hardness was insistent now, pushing and seeking to find. The long day of working on the cutting floor, has soaked me all the way to the bone. I step in to the shower the hot water feels so good. I wash my body and finish my beer. When I step out if the shower I look in to the mirror, my little Angel left a note for me in the Mirror, "chicken for dinner plz." Wrapping a towel around me and walking in to the kitchen, I toss the chicken from the freezer in to a pan and started to make Chicken Yakatoiry her favorite. The rice cooker clicked telling me. It was summer and I started going to office regularly. On one fine day when at home, Sindhu once came running inside without knocking and Sandhya also came directly inside our house. I was sitting in the bedroom with short and no undergarments because of heat. Dick was a bit hard and which was a bit visible. Sandhya saw it and moved out immediately taking Sindhu. And not much interaction for few days.Few days later, it started raining in summer and I heard Sandhya knocking the door. And they.