I felt his fingertip work its way between my legs. I held my legs together, not allowing him access to my most private parts. His knee pried its way b...tween my legs, forcing me to open up, making myself accessible, even against my will. I knew I couldnt let him touch my secret part. If he did, then hed know that I was already wet. Hed know that my pussy wasnt listening to my mind. I squirmed to get away from them. But to no avail. Bajes finger traced a line along my nether lips. He stroked. I relax in a sun lounger and watch the activities of the hotel staff. Around lunchtime the man who checked us in asks if I want to have lunch. Time to introduce myself, while I extend my hand and mention my name. He says his name is Maalik. According to my modest estimate, he is approaching fifty. Nice gray like Kofi Anan had. I tell him that I don't want anything special and that I simply have the same lunch as they plan to. Moreover that I want to use the lunch with them. In addition to. How wrong I was. As we chatted she asked me would I like to se a few pics she had taken. I was warned beforehand that they were a bit naughty. A bit naughty!, yes they were as they were of younger women naked in various poses. I told her that my mate showed me a saucy book and his mothers bra and knickers when I was younger and that led to hanky panky. ( see my other story of first time wank). She laughed at that and said to come and look at this lot then. We went out of the living room and. ”Amit –“yes, she is but not as pretty as you. You are more special to me than your Didi.”Me-“then what about the dream that Rakhi had seen of becoming a mother.”Amit-“it all depends an you Ronita.”Me-“How?”Amit – “You don’t know?”Me – “See don’t say anything bad. I know what you were looking in the train? I also know you had masturbated.”Amit – “Ok you have got it. See Ronita. You are really beautiful. More than your sister. Perhaps your sister is also very pretty but she don’t have that.