In silence I examined her. Skinny, probably not eaten well for a while. Small breasts, a small size B if anything but with good perky nipples. A thin ...thatch of recently grown hair covering her cunt. Her legs, feet and hands were covered in grime. Her face, under the dirt, was pretty enough and her shoulder length black hair was matted and wet. Her whole body glistened from the rain and she was clearly cold."Take the towel and dry yourself."She grabbed the towel and shook it out before rubbing. Usne mujhe dekha aur maine use. Wo dhakka deti hui andar aa gyi uske sath uska samaan bhi tha. Main dekhta rha fir wo mera barmuda utha k mujhe diya k ye pehn lijiye. Mujhe samjh ni aa rha tha k maikya kru aur kya kahunga. Mann me bhi laddu fit rhe the.Fir wo ek carry bag leke bathroom me chli gyi. Mai sone ka naatak krne laga. Kuch der baad wo mere baaju me aakar let gyi.Chunki blanket ek hi tha wo usi me aa gyi. Kuch der baad wo mujhse chipak k rone lgi. Maine light on kri toh usko dekhta rha. Something about landscape and Australia.the different media.the influences.the similarities and differencesShe decided to hoover the flat while thinking. She also thought about other things. She was on course to receive her doctorate before she was 30. Much of her time would be spent reading, thinking and writing. A baby! She would need to talk to Patrick. He’d be involved (and how!) in that. She completed her cleaning efforts. Where had Patrick gone? Oh, yes. To find out what he needed to do. Your hand retreats to my thigh again and stays there. We finish our drinks and you kiss me again and take me hand and we retire to our room. The minute the door shuts we grab for each other. You taking me in your strong arms and kissing me harder and longer this time. Our hands start to wander over each other’s clothed bodies. But the clothes don’t remain for long. Just the heat from our bodies and the hot, wet kisses drive us to practically tear each others clothes off. During this.