Seeing us from an elite class, they were very respectful to us talking in English. Mostly they remained near the doors of the bogie talking loudly amo...g them. Her grandmother spent most of the time looking outside, sometimes joining our talk. She and I were anxious to pass the day quickly. We played chess. Though she was not an expert, yet I made her win twice out of three games. We exchanged some food and sweets during breakfast, lunch and dinner.By 10.30 in the night all the passengers had. "You like", she purred. "Very much", I answered. "Then let's get out of here", she shot at me and turned to walk away. I jumped off the couch, ran up behind her, and caught her in a bear hug. My stiff cock pressed against the crack of her ass and I quickly realized that she wasn't wearing any panties. "No panties", I asked. She just shook her head and pulled away. I watched as she walked down the hall rolling her ass seductively.I opened the car door and she slid into the front seat making sure. Charlotte was flummoxed and Mrs. Denver furious. This sounded like a mess up of her diary. She made an excuse and went to her bedroom, found her dairy and saw the meeting wasn’t entered so knew it was her secretary’s fault. She went back to the lounge and said apologetically, “I really do apologise ladies, gentlemen, but I see Charlotte here has forgotten to put this in my diary. Never mind though, I am here, so the group discussion can be held.” “ Do you want some time to deal with Charlotte. .." I bent my fingers back on themselves experimentally, and tried flexing my toes the same way.I suddenly had an idea. "Hang on a sec! I want to try something."I slipped off my shoes and socks, then walked over to the wall again. The rough stony ground didn't hurt as much as I had thought it would, I guess my scaled feet were tougher than normal skin.I put the pads of my fingers flat against the wall and felt them stick, then hauling myself up a bit, pressed the toes of my left foot against.