Together we step into the pool. The water is perfect -- hot, but not scalding. Somehow, a sponge is in my hand and I began to wash my body. Ramita turns away from me, showing off her full, womanly ass cheeks. "Christine, would you help me please and wash my back?" she asks shyly.

"With a shaky hand, I do so, slowly, softly running the sponge down her back and over her ass cheeks, taking my time as I run it back along the crack of her ass.

"May I help you, Christine?" a voice says from behind me. I look over my shoulder and I see Mamata standing in...