I saw a young man standing at the door. I asked him what is the matter and who is he. He said he comes from the electric shop. My face brightened and ...took him inside and showed him the condition of the fan. Remember I am still in my wet clothes.The fellow went around the bed, looking up and said he may have to remove the fan and it may take some time. He said he is the shok owner, Vasu, since all the technicians are on leave because of the festival, there was no other way to help he himself. " I took a large drink from my beer. Delaying? Maybe.I took a deep breath and let it out. It seemed to me I could hear the bubbles in my beer mug, it was so quiet in there. I finally let the words out."Kate and I had a good time together. We went out to Turtle Island, and we did some horseback riding on the beach, and some snorkeling, and even a little scuba. We relaxed. We talked about a lot of things. Everything really. The past. The present. The future. Me. Her ... Us."In the end, Kate. Wet, I'll bet it turns close to transparent." That's the general idea," Michelle grinned. "That's why they're called Wild Wet, after all. I think they'll do just fine at attracting some attention while we're messing around down here." Michelle, this is a little far out, even for you," Scooter protested."Hey," she snorted in reply, "Who dragged me into a whorehouse? And who did nude photos? This is damn near as close to the middle of nowhere as you can get in the Canyon." Oh, shit," Scooter. My sister was in his lap facing the door. She had on no bra and a thong. She was giving him a lap dance. He was in his underwear and was obviously enjoying himself. Her long dark hair was down and he pulled it aside kissing her neck. She was rubbing her ass all over his cock…snapping her hips back and forth like a stripper. I watched his hands slide up her body and rub her nice round tits. He was moaning and she started moaning as well. I was horrified and yet soo turned on watching them. His.