Crowds of people were taking their seats and two men were standing in the centre of an arena, waiting to begin entertaining the crowd. The two men wer... big. They were muscular and rugged. And one of them was Tharg.The Lady Fortescue was waiting for her two female slaves to arrive."You will look after Tharg during the tournament and try to stop him bleeding too much and keep him in the fight. The fight will be divided into three twenty minute periods. If he can't survive all three rounds, too. So didn’t object sharing auto with a strange couple.The lady was wearing a saree. I couldn’t see her face for it was night. Surprisingly she sat by my side and her partner next to her. Our legs were touching. I tried shying away but then she spread her legs and made herself more comfortable. Now I had noway but to be in constant contact with her legs. Suddenly the auto jerked and she put her strong hands on my thighs and held on strongly.But she didn’t lift them afterwards and kept them there. Nancy actually approached me, introduced herself and asked if I'd like to dance? I said "sure" and we headed onto the dance floor. Nancy was a brunette about 25 or 26, 5'4" about 115 lbs maybe, she wasn't skinny and she wasn't fat, she was average. Some would look at her and say less than average. She had on black dress slacks, a blouse and a sweater. Rather conservative loafer type shoes and she wore glasses. Her hair was pulled back and well kept and she smelled nice. She was a pretty. I poured a big peg in his glass. He drank it immediately with a little water at a stretch. After a bite on a piece of chicken, he unknowingly took my glass and finished. He took seven pegs.Now he was not under his control. He started looking directly at my breasts. I knowingly dropped my sari. ‘Beautiful’, he uttered slowly. What is beautiful, I enquired. Sorry, I know you are my sister. Sorry, Sorry. It is OK, It is usual. You being an adult, it is normal. I touched his body to make him feel.