” “Thanks” my husband replied. “Now” said Mike “whose for more drinks?” “Nah we’re alri...” I said “well if you’re buying” m... husband interrupted. “I’ll have a pint and the wife will have a large glass of Rose. Cheers”. As Mike got up to go to the bar, i shot my husband a dirty look. “What are you doing? We don’t even know him.” “Never turn down a free drink my love” he said. “Besides maybe this could be the best start to our weekend away.” As closing time approached, my husband and Mike were. I treat Cathy as my real elder sister. I don’t know how I created a bond with her.One day Manali asked me to come to her place. I am not sure what is going to happen. But I went to her place to meet her. Finally, I met her and we both went to a hotel. She already booked a room there. We both went to the room. After that, she locked the room with the key. I didn’t understand why she did that.She came close to me and sat next to me. I am unable to make any eye contact with her. The room was full. The chair was short enough to require her to bend forward quite a bit, exposing her own butt and the tender orifice right below it to me (Fair’s fair, I thought). She could have just dropped them on the chair, but she took the time to fold them neatly. I was in wonder at the number of freckles on her body. They covered her from head to toe in constellations of light brown. Her slit was bare, but the mound was covered by a trimmed red patch of curls that almost matched those on her head.She. This made hooking up very difficult. We worked long days and only had Friday’s off so it was difficult to go anywhere. Each day we got a few hours to ourselves, at about 4pm, so what we did though was about 4pm everyday we left the camp separately in different directions and met up. Deserts are not just large tracks of sands, but often large rocky outcrops and we would meet at one such point about a mile from camp. After making sure no one had followed us, we would soon be kissing, and feeling.