" Like I wonder why you took me in? I mean, at first I figured you probably wanted to fuck me, but you would've tried before now." You're a virgin, Mi...a. That's ... delicate."Her body went stiff and her face burned with shame. "How ... could you know?" I wasn't completely sure. Until now."She couldn't remember when the virginity she'd clung to so hard had begun to feel like a burdensome curse. She'd resisted with all her might becoming the promiscuous cliché her mother was, yet she'd had all. In fact Tom got the impression that she didn’t really notice his gawking at all but just got on with undressing in a most casual and nonchalant fashion.The first items to be discarded were the girl’s flat sole sandals. She slipped each one off and plopped them down on the lower tier of the bench system right by her legs. Next she crossed her arms over her chest and grabbed the bottom of her white top pulling it up and over her head in one easy movement. She folded the top neatly and placed it. Jasmine popped up. “Hey, I’m supposed to call Beth and Chloe. We have great leftovers, and Chloe is still needy for your loving.”I asked, “What about Jake and Alan?”“Don’t know. I’ll text them. You just want to watch me fuck other men, right?” she giggled.I laughed, “There is something to that rumor.” I pulled Jasmine into my lap and kissed her up and down, getting messy, wet, and sloppy about it. She squirmed around, licked my face all over, and then leapt up and called Beth and texted Alan. I said namaste and went to my room. At the time of dinner I saw the family with their daughter. She was about 16 or 17 and had just appeared for her secondary exams in Calcutta. I was awstruck to see the girl. She was so beautiful like her mother, fair, plump and had big rising boobs which were like trying to come out of her top. Only 16, she had the ability to make any person mad after her. Though looking so grown up, she used to wear small frocks and her parents thought of her as a small.