When his face was pictured in her mind, her body grew warm. Anju crisscrossed her legs and hugged a pillow between her thighs. Thinking about the morn...ng, she drifted to sleep.CHAPTER VThe next morning was a pleasant one for Anju. Ajay was his usual and the day being Saturday, he left for school early. Once Ajay was out of the house, she completed all her morning chores and looked forward to meet Satish. Finally when the time approached, Anju went to her room and stood looking at her reflection. I discovered Latino ladies, especially Mexican girls, in Las Vegas, and wow – hot and spicy as chilli. Forget Japanese girls, Dewey, and if you come across any Mexican señoritas get a grip of one, or as many as you can. They are the best – muy bueno!"The rest of our stay at BATUS passed by swiftly, and eventfully, as had been forecast, rain came in mid-September, and the prairie became a sodden, damp, muddy battle ground for all the wheeled vehicles, including our LWB Land Rovers, but at least. I was much closer than before and could see her sparkling green eyes and the shamrock tattoo peeking above the neckline of her blouse just to the right of her ample be-freckled cleavage. It wasn't Celtic knot work but damn close. I congratulated myself for being so close and wondered if the clitoral hood piercing I was now imagining had any basis in reality. She caught me checking her out and smiled. "See something you like?" She asked coyly with a hint of annoyance as if my staring was an. She feels the hardness of his erection pressing against her. His kisses become harder, faster, passionate, as he runs his fingers through her hair. Their tongues entwined. She sees hunger in his eyes now, like a hungry wolf about to pounce on it’s prey. They desperately remove each others clothing, tearing at the fabric in a frenzy of excitement. It seems ironic that just 20 minutes after his arrival the outfit she had so carefully, painstakingly chosen for this meeting now lies crumpled up,.