"No Charlie, I'm sorry but I can't." I responded with a frusterated ok. Throughout the next couple hours I sat at the window or at the TV watching so...e interesting Jamacian television. Sitting at the window was probabaly the only fun thing to do. I sat and watched cars drive by, Jamacians walking back and forth through the crowded, semi-dirty streets. As I was sitting and watching the people from my room, I started having ideas about how to actually do something. How about sneaking out during. To instead allow him to take joy out of my walk of exhibitionist shame. Fifteen yards of my tits swaying freely, of my black hair flowing in the wind, of my ass in full view, and my dutiful trimmed pubic mound.Despite the scalding hot asphalt, my mind ignores my feet, instead pushing on, carrying me ever closer to my goal.Women are hissing, and men are gawking as more and more notice the spectacle only just beginning. "What is that crazy woman thinking?", they musty be asking.Only three yards. ." I began, pleading."Its not me that you have to say sorry to, now go up to Katy's room andapologise to her and tell her you'll play with her, whatever game thatshe wants to play. Bring this phone with you so that I can hear you."My feet were like lead as I carried the cordless phone up to Kate'sbedroom. The door was closed and for some crazy reason, based on myupbringing I suppose, I knocked on it.There was silence for a moment, then "Come in."It was a big bedroom, her playroom as well as a. She suddenly asked do you want me. I told you are my bhabhi. But she told to forget that. Then i gave a smile and our lips met. It was so soft and silky feeling for me. She was wearing a black tee and skirt up to her knees. I was involved in her kiss and started pressing her boobs. I continued to kiss her for five minutes then i started sucking her boobs on her tee. I came to know she is not wearing any bra as her nipples become so hard on her tee. Then she started giving slow moans which drive.