“Oh, ” she said, and I saw her face go red in embarrassment. Mine did too. I thought mom would ask us to move downstairs, but she didn’t do any ...uch thing. Mom just smiled and went back to sipping her tea. We tried to resume our conversation but couldn’t.Mom had stopped her conversation midway and I could notice her peeking at the next boat. She had stopped sipping her tea and was looking at the naked couple shamelessly. Every time I caught her looking outside, she bent her head sheepishly and. Well, maybe not people to meet. You see, throughout my life, I was… A loner. Yeah. That’s what I was. Kept to myself most of the time. Well anyway, I found the adjustment to small town life rather hard at first. The first person I met down there was Sandy McDonald. 2 years my junior, she had an amazing body. From her medium length brown hair and piercing green eyes, to her perfectly sized breasts which, by my guess, were around a 36B. Maybe slightly smaller. I was never very good with sizes. At. I was happy to be shown, although I couldn't see any other tattoos on her. I followed her from the kitchen into the small lounge. Once out of view from the kitchen window, she turned around and lifted her dress up to just below her breasts. I had a clear view her stocking clad legs together with the white thong she was wearing. She looked so hot and inviting. She pointed to her tattoo, just above her thong. It was a little tattoo of a bumble bee, quite nice too, lovely black and yellow ink,. I went to the room in which she was gonna stay. The maid has cleaned it the previous day so it looked good. I sprayed the room freshener and opened the windows. The cool breezes in December started rushing in and the room turned pleasant in minutes. Feeling satisfied with the arrangements, I grinned to myself.The calling bell rang exactly at 11:15 and I went and opened the door. Vidhya carrying a duffel bag and I took it from her hand and asked her to come in. I lead her to her room which had.