If you notice, it is different from the other blue one I wore for our last lunch.”“The sleeves are longer,” I said.“Yes. This is a simple one,...with the inner kimono sewn in and a simple sash. More traditional ones have several layers and are difficult to put on without practice and skill. In Japan, this would signal I am of age, and available for marriage. Here, with American-style clothing, it’s almost the opposite!”I nodded, “Something like a burqa or chadri, though without the veil. Or a. When Wesley got out of the cab, he was greeted by a handsome bellman named Gordon.Gordon offered to take his bags. Wesley declined the total offer, but let him pull along the big one. Gordon was going to let the big suitcase sit outside while he checked in. Wesley did not like the idea and asked that all of his bags stay with him. Gordon was eager to please and hauled the large piece of luggage inside. The five-foot-ten, stocky, dark-skinned, hospitality employee asked Wesley if he wanted. Carmen and Alice were still stretched out on their backs, breasts fully exposed to the sun. “Better now?” Carmen asked. I turned and grunted in reply, still pink-faced, but as she grinned at me and lay back on her bed, I couldn’t help noticing the large dark moist patch on her bikini panties between her thighs. It most certainly had not been there before I had massaged her. Wet panties twice in one day! Carmen was a sexy minx indeed. After refilling their glasses, I joined them on the terrace. Does anyone want to help me?”Both of them looked at me like I was crazy, but Doreen hopped up, grabbed my hand, and pulled me into the house. The washer was still in the final spin cycle when we got to the laundry room, so Doreen turned to me and wisecracked, "Now what will we do to pass the time?"I grabbed her around the waist and placed her on top of the washer right at the corner. Then I pulled away just a little bit so that she was leaning forward and it hit her. In her current position,.