She was wearing a black blouse and a light green saree. I could see her wet back and blouse drenched slightly with her sweat. My mom’s curvy waist a...nd those folds on the side of her waist were glistening with the sunlight that fell on her from the kitchen window. The way she wiped the sweat out from her forehead and raised her arms to tie her hair into a bun gave me a glimpse of her boobs from the side, in that black blouse of hers.Her boobs aren’t saggy but hung well on her chest like any. "Rubin will think I've gone bonkers," he said as he punched in a number. "Rubin, my principal would like to say goodnight to his ladies... Yes, I'll hold." He looked at me. "He's waking them up." He gave his attention to the phone again. "No, we're fine," he said. "We're just calling to say goodnight... We didn't think about that. Here's your brother." He handed me the phone.I said, "Hi, sister mine. Did we call at a bad time?" I'd say four o'clock in the morning is a bad time, yes," she. ” That’s the wettest you’ve been all day.“Bastard.” I said, Okay, you got me with that one, but to be fair, I didn’t know that they were coming.”“So what? It was your choice to let them stare at you.I gave up.We decided to have a quiet day at the villa soaking up the sun.DAY 5-------That day we decided to hire a couple of bikes and ride along the coast a bit. The rental shop was busy when we got there and by they only had men’s and kid’s bikes left. There was no way that I was going to ride a. She had this habit of pushing out her lower lip in a cute pout, which made Cal smile whenever she did it. The more Cal evaded her questions the bigger the pout became. Cal looked over at her and almost dropped the dishes he carried in the kitchen. "Do you trust me, Amanda?" Cal asked. It took a while for Amanda to answer, but she slowly nodded her head and softly said, "Yes." She sat there with a puzzled look on her face. Cal looked at Amanda and coyly smiled. He knew she had no idea what.