She took them up on the offer and wants me to walk her to her room. ON the way there she got quite affectionate kissing and rubbing on me. We got to t...e room and she wouldnt let me in as she was afraid of what might happen so I said good night and went back to the party. When I showed back up I got lots of stares and whispers and got asked what happen and I just said all was ok and she wasnt feeling very well.So the next morning I go to the beach to check the surf to see if its worth the effort. She rushed over to pour herself a drink. The ruby-red liquid had a strong, fruity smell. Rana had never had wine, but the Sultan's breath had often smelled of it. The aroma was much more agreeable coming directly from the source she thought before tasting it. It surprised her a little how bitter the wine was, and how dry it felt going down her throat. Not at all unpleasant though. No doubt expensive stuff. She stepped in front of a large golden-framed mirror, and began to pose in front of it,. Once relieved of that burden Mike's mind returned to the conversation from a moment ago. Did his sister-in-law really ask his wife if she could fuck him, was his wife an exhibitionist flashing her goodies to the next door neighbour, were both women horny enough to both fuck him, had they fucked as a team before, did they fuck each other - Hey? where did that come from. Mike had never once thought of Liz and Sara as lesbian lovers. Shit, shit this was all getting too twisted he had to get. And I never liked the freak show. We also talked about college. I was thinking Stanford. She was thinking Harvard."You going to go talk to her?" Tami asked in an unexpected change of direction."Who?" Your sister."I looked behind us. Traci was sitting by herself, staring out the window a few seats away from the rest of the team."What's wrong with her?" I asked, and Tami gave me a look that told me I'd just asked a stupid question. But if it was a stupid question, shouldn't I know the.