"I had a helpless reply "I don't have a suit."Janet laughed. "No problem. Follow me." We walked into the back area andJanet opened a closet. She pulle... out a navy blue swimsuit (one piece).It was nothing extraordinary. "Here, have Vicky get into this and I'''meet you by the tub."I walked into the bathroom and quickly stripped. Slipping my brunette wigonto my head, I noticed that the bangs seemed just about perfect already.I looked at the suit. It was going to be tight. I noticed pockets in. Her flat was just parallel to ours and quite close to ours from where we could have seen each others expression.After having a quite decent stare at her even she was having a glance at me and returned back inside after quite some minutes and that was all for the night. But god did had some awesome plans for me lined up ahead. So as we where coming to an end of the trip and it had being a week since we landed up in goa it was time for us to leave. But just somehow I was not willingly ready to. Cautioning her to remain so upon pain of further punishment, I began to applythe lotion to her abused cunt. Within seconds, her eyes widened and she lookedat me questioningly. I told her that I had also added some cinnamon and gingerextract as I liked spicy wenches. She started to bring her legs together, buta look from me told her that that would be unwise. However, in an attempt togain an un-needed excuse, I liberally stuffed a well-coated finger up her ass.She was squirming pretty good by. That was her Name: TOMORROW.And she had heard all the Jokes including YESTERDAY and TODAY as a play on words bout her name.She didnt like none of that shit.I automatically figured that out and resisted playing wit her about her unsual name.SPEAK!I said as I lifted the phone out of its cradle.I still had a Land Line in my office cuz the Muthafucka was still the best phone to have.Never had to worry bout no dropped calls and all the rest of that shit that goes with having a cellphone.Is This.