“Hello sir. I will get these for you,” he said as he loaded my bags on a cart. He followed me to the elevator and to my room. “Suite four eleven...�� Nice.” He unloaded my things once in the room. I gave him a twenty dollar tip. “Thank you very much,” he said. “Thank you,” I said as the young bellhop took his cart and left the room. I looked around the room in amazement. It was the size of a modest apartment, and divided by fancy glass French doors. I stood in the living/dining/kitchenette area.. Now the other person in here is roshini who was 6 years older than me and was my cousin. Right from childhood we were not so close and shared jus a typical cousin relationship. She is happily married 10 years ago with two kids now and sexual attraction was never much there as she was married in times of my early teens and we got to meet hardly once in a year in functions. Now there is nos suspense with whom i did it but it is how i did it. Eventhough i was not raving about sex, i didn’t mind. ‘I was once – from twenty-four till twenty-eight. Military life is very hard on wives.’ ‘How old are you now?’ ‘Just turned thirty-two. My mother said you are not thirty yet.’ ‘No, not until another three weeks.’ ‘Well have to organise a celebration for you.’ Betsy’s heart fluttered. He was talking as if they’d be seeing each other again. ‘That would be lovely.’ ‘Want to inspect my prick now?’ ‘What?’ ‘I guess that’s why you left on the light. I’ve found it’s a thing woman do when they get a. A new show just so happened to be starting and she turned her head to take a peek before looking back up at me. She sighed again, deeply this time and scrambled back up on the couch, pushing me back against the arm. She lay down on me with her head on my chest facing the TV. Being bigger than me, she didnt really fit, but neither of us cared. I put my arms around her and sighed contentedly. These were the moments with my sister that I truly treasured. Were gonna stay like this right? she.