Me: Yes I know.K : ( Getting up ) Do you want some coffee?Me: “No “, and just held her hand pulled her down.But somehow she got over and went into...the kitchen and started taking out vessels.I knew she was sad and realized this was my opportunity, I took her hand and turned herself towards me andI directly saw in her eyes and saidMe: Aunty is there any way I could help? (with a smile)K did not look surprised but she protested saying this was wrong and kept her hand on my thigh and started her. I grinned at him."This bitch is certainly as dirty as you told me," I said, perversely enjoying talking about the girl that way, even though I normally hated hearing others say it."Yeah," he said. "You're a total whore aren't you, Angelina?" The muffled grunt seemed to be an affirmation. I started to get into it, remembering how Annie had liked to be called a slut, I accompanied my insults with playful slaps, nothing too hard as I didn't want to hurt her, but enough to surprise her and make a. Facing away from the guard the entire time, she rubbed herself down with the nasty-looking bar of soap that was provided for her use. She finished, and the guard tossed her a towel that she used to dry herself off."Tsk tsk... give the towel back," said the guard with an evil-looking grin. Irina was attempting to wrap the towel around herself to hide her nudity. With a look of shame, she returned to the guard and handed him the towel. He grinned and gave her an intentionally cruel look as he. One of the guys handed him a towel which he threw around my shoulders barely covering anything. I was offered a beach lounge chair and a beer which I gladly accepted. As I drank a couple of beers I allowed the towel to drop to the chair fully exposing me to all these guys who at this point had drank several beers apiece. I asked if anyone had any sunscreen and quickly a bottle was handed to me. I asked if anyone would rub the lotion on me and everyone volunteered. Before long I had hands all.