I miss him. I miss practicing with him, though it has been a long time since I'd beaten him. By our sophomore year his testosterone had kicked in and ...e'd put on muscles I could never hope to match. Win or lose, racing Greg had been fun and great conditioning, pushing me to try harder.I miss the competition. It sounds arrogant, but there really isn't anyone else in the county -- certainly not any girls -- who can give me a run for my money. I proved that at the states, though I did have to work. 30am our room was knocked, I opened the door and it was our guide for coffee estate and his name was Somu.We left for our next adventure. And I decided to fuck her all the way in the Coffee Estate.So, checked with Somu if it was fine to have sex inside the Coffee Estate, he said it’s absolutely fine because everyone who visits the estate does the same.I was very happy and excited about the same. My sexy colleague had worn red transparent sexy saree with all her assets(boobs and ass) completely. She gasped, again. “You want us to take you when we desire a fuck or suck?” She nodded strongly. “You want us to use you like sluts, like sluts you desire to be truly?”“God, yes, sir. It’s why we dress the way we do. It’s why we came to your house for a meal outside only dressed in enticing underwear.” She kissed him, pressing her groin into him, feeling his cock, grinding herself into him. “You guys make us feel … OH GOD … we go home at night and … and … we eat pussy … each other … for the. You are sexy as hell." Then she walked out and went back to work.Of course I bought the bikini and seven others at that shop. Every time I look at that red bikini I think of Misty and I hope someday we will get a chance to finish what we started.---------After spending some wonderful time in the shower, fantasizing that Misty was there helping me shave, I had just enough time to pack. My friend Drew picked me up at the airport at 4:30 am. Drew is a great guy. He not only volunteered to take me.