I patted Greg on the shoulder and thanked him for making the coffee. I poured myself a cup and put a piece of wheat bread in the toaster and sat down ...next to him. We sat in silence for a few minutes just drinking our coffee. My toast popped up and I spread some jam on it. When I finished my toast and coffee I said, “I need a shower. Those two boys are something else.”Greg chuckled and asked, “Did you have fun?”“Let me just say that it was an experience that I am not ashamed to say was extremely. I’ve gone there and roamed a few places like Sabarmati ashram, iscon temple, and other local sightings.We started packing things slowly as we had 2 weeks’ time and my grandmother be coming not until next week. We used to go out to have dinner and evening walks. They used to live in a gated community and she had a lot of friends. Among them Ushasri was the youngest and around 28 years of age and she was a bomb. I wanted to bang her. She was damn sexy and I inquisitively asked about her and when. The warder entered the small cell, towering over us both but her eyes firmly fixed on the other girl. ‘Stand up Becky,’ she barked and the girl jumped to her feet. The warder must have been close to six foot against Becky’s barely five, made even worse by their differing footwear, the woman’s fairly high heels against trainers. Becky wore jogging bottoms with a pink t-shirt, her brown hair in a simple ponytail, no make-up but still very pretty Tara thought, she reckoned she was probably just a. What's that supposed to mean?"Mark smiled smugly. "Whatever you want it to mean, I guess, Priscilla." The door of the elevator opened and Mark moved down toward his room, noting with irritation that the young woman was still beside him. His key came out, opened the door, and he went in. Without a second's hesitation, Priscilla pushed her way into the room.Mark turned. "What's going on now, Priscilla?" Sort of like old times isn't it, Darling?" she huskily whispered, moving toward him so that.