I looked out the window when I was in the kitchen and Pam's friends were going inside.The ladies were laughing and I heard Pam say "No really David co...uld not keep his clothes on from the time he was four and we first met until he was ten or so, when ever we were together." We had our first Fuck at age nine. It was ridiculous, he was not even hard and was trying to stuff it in me. I wanted to but we just did not know how. (They both were within two months of the same age)His mother cought us. It was hot, and I was drunk, so I readily agreed and we went into the house to change.By the time we both got back to the pool it was past midnight, and things had quieted down in the back yard. As a matter of fact, we were the only ones there at that time.I felt a little self-conscious as I walked across the decking in one of Beth's bikinis. Rob was already in the pool, and he watched me scurry over the edge of the pool and nervously slip into the cool water.We hung onto the edge of the pool. Kantha was squatting and washing the dishes. She had pulled her pallu tightly around her and her boobs were totally visible. They were yummy mangoes full of juice waiting to be squeezed. Her nipples were jutting out of her tight blouse. No bra, I thought to myself. She had pulled her saree up to her knees and her sexy thighs were very inviting.And to top that she was humming a very romantic Kannada song. I tried to remember the song, it was of ravichandran , a popular Kannada hero. I recalled. . THWACK."Four."Whish ... THWACK. Whish ... THWACK.The last two stripes were again delivered in quick succession and this slightly surprised Fatima, but she recovered quickly to say, "Five and Six, Master. Thank you Master."Clearly her sponsor had chosen well, but the Emir thought privately that the four points would be a big handicap. Time would tell, however."Contestant seven," said the Emir, "Come to the whipping dais."Lama came forward and, as she had been instructed, removed her abaya and.