Not that we cared; if they were envious of how often we made love, they could always improve their own performance.At least Vee hadn't been spotted le...ving our room by Malcolm, which would have been of concern; we still wanted to keep him in the dark about that activity for a couple of reasons.Firstly, we weren't sure that he would be happy about me having sex with both of them, as he came across as a definitely one-woman man, and he might think less of us. More importantly, if Vee were to then. He looked down at it and smiled, asking me what I had been doing. Then quickly saying not to answer that, we both laughed and hugged again before going into the house. He sat on the sofa, and I studied this now very handsome man. He was well defined and tanned not like the Martin I remembered. His eyes sparkled and he was full of confidence, looking wonderful in his camouflage shirt and trousers. Feelings of our friendship swept over me, we still had a bond, a connection that had never been. "I didn't think I'd be in trouble with the police Mr Singh," IrespondedHe laughed, "Mr Singh sounds so formal, my first name is Amarjit" Mine is Enfys," I said in reply"That's a nice name, is it Welsh?" Yes" What does it mean?" It's the Welsh word for Rainbow. What does your name mean?," I asked"It means 'forever victorious' but I think my parents must have made amistake" Why?" Because I do the lottery every week and never win!," he said, laughingI laughed along with him and it was such a. Each of us lost one item with the girls losing nothing. I lost my shoes and socks, and Bob, Ron and Ken all lost their shirts.Sharon had begun to agitate again; cheering as each boy removed his shirt. The gods of luck struck back. Sharon was the next loser.Sharon with her extraordinary command of the English language said, “Shit. OK everyone, I guess a little skin is coming.”Sharon was wearing a blouse. She quickly unbuttoned it and pulled it off her shoulders and threw it behind her. Sharon.