I readily accepted. We went to my room and then shecame to know that her salwar got dirt. Thanks to “clean” Indian roads! She just asked me whethe... she canget any clothing so that she could wash her salwar. I gave my 3/4th. I waswaiting in my balcony for her. It started raining heavily outside and it wasperfectly romantic scene. After a while she came and stood beside me. We arejust chatting regarding office and all, and matter came to her problem. Sheagain started crying. I was worried how to. When he’d opened them again, he was forced to raise an eyebrow, noting that Jenny’s nightgown had risen teasingly, perhaps several inches, piquing his curiosity as to whether she’d chosen to wear the delicate lace panties she usually favored or, perhaps, had chosen to go without. She lifted her face to him, just long enough to give him an impish smile, possibly guessing his thoughts, before dropping them again, focusing once more upon her own hands, then upon his face, listening eagerly to his. "He looked them over carefully while he thought. They were built more like young women than girls, and they were discussing the subject rationally and intelligently, more so than he would have ever expected. Their curvaceous bodies, full tits and furry cunts were enticing, and their offer became more appealing by the second."It sounds as though you've gone over carefully what you're saying, but have you considered Lynn and Toby? What if they found out about what you've planned?" They wouldn't. Every male and a few jealous females turned their heads to watch the two girls putting on their best twisty slut walk, a walk that they had obviously perfected into an art form.They found the sign to their section and walked down the aisle to their seats on the sixth row in plain view of the home team Swamp Bear's dugout. They had created quite a buzz and attracted a large group of gawkers by the time they took their seats.Stella Mae, the bodacious brunette, was wearing a pair of ultra short.