Martha probably suspected it but then she didn’t care. Larry got up, put on his tight shorts directly on his skin, slipped on a t-shirt and walked o...t to the beach. He walked away from the hotel complex towards the open beach which was 2 kilometers long. Nothing there but a strip of sand 100-feet wide and then tall grass which stood tall enough to reach most people’s shoulders. Larry had figured out that the grassy area was “man country”. As he walked away from the hotel, he encountered a few. Seeing the little tag dangling off ad-ring. He'd even listed the phone number and address of the house. I rememberwondering if he really would send me out with the tag showing...and knowingeven then I'd go proudly. It was her dream come true; a dreamthat wouldn't even have been realized in herself without his help. He had influenced her more thanhe ever thought, that day when he told her, "A girl always remembersand wants to please her first Trainer." She had merely acknowledgedwhat he said,. After a few minutes passed by, Mrs Patel began to bring out the dishes from the kitchen. She brought out a big bowl of Biryani rice and some chicken curry with pickled salad as the sides for the dish. She served me the delicious looking dishes and invited for seconds if I wanted to. She then sat beside me and served some of the food for herself as well. As we ate our lunch, she explained about the dishes that she cooked. Needless to say, I felt like I was in a culinary lecture on Indian food. After some time, she came back to bed with only a bra and panty. She gave a bottle of oil and asked me to rub it on her body. “I want to relax, please help me with this oil.”She lied down in the bed and I was just in my lungi and very horny after the bath and on seeing her wet. I started applying the oil on her body from her feet up to her neck. I avoided the areas in which she had undergarments. First, she was lying with boobs down and once I finished massaging her body, she unhooked her bra.