Letter/Story 70 Part C - Katrina’s Story One.

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Katrina's Story.

Part C – The Second Special Weekend.

        Soon, the six weeks had gone, and they were organising another weekend. I had told Elizabeth, and she agreed to help again, too.
        This time, I took the van into town with the staff. After saying goodbye to my friends, I took a taxi to Elizabeth’s house, and after picking her up, we went back to the big house. Amita thought this would work better than last time, with less risk of anyone suspecting what I was up to. We planned later for us to catch a taxi into town and then I could come home in the van with the other staffs too. My story would be that I spent the weekend with a friend of my family.
        By the time we got back, the guests were arriving. Amita greeted us and said, “You will be in the same room as before if that is alright. Everything is ready, take your things up and then start on dinner.”
        This time, they had a cross-dressing party. When they arrived for dinner, the girls were dressed as men and the men as women. I have to say, a man in a sari does looks a bit funny too. As they moved, it kept falling off, too. None of them could fit a sari blouse and so had to go with nothing under. Yes, it was funny. Hansini came in Mootie's Ranger uniform. His shorts were so large that they had to be folded and pinned. These big baggy pants were coming down below her knees, with her skinny little legs coming out of the bottom. It was too funny to see, and we were laughing.
        Of course, Elizabeth and I had remained in our jeans for the evening. We joined them for dinner, and after cleaning up, we were free for the evening.

        Elizabeth said she was looking forward to the spa again, and soon after we got to the room, we were stripping off our clothes and jumping into the spa. It was easy to strip in front of her this time, and I felt more relaxed with it.
        Something happened in the spa, which was a bit sexier than before. I noticed Elizabeth sat back against the side of the pool with her eyes closed, enjoying the water bubbling around us. She was sitting much higher out of the water with her breasts openly exposed above the water. I could see almost their whole shape with her nipples, dark black in the soft light.
        Then, when she opened her eyes, she noticed where my eyes were. She smiled, but this time, instead of slipping down into the water, she came across the pool to face me. Then, to my surprise, her hands came up, one to each of my breasts.
        I wasn’t sure what to do. Should I take her hands away? But it felt so nice, like nothing I had felt before. I just closed my eyes and let her touch my breasts, holding them, touching my nipples. Her hands were running over my breasts, touching my nipples, rolling them between her fingers.
        It felt so good that soon I wanted her to do it, and I didn’t want her to stop. It was then that I did something I never believed I would do. My hands came up and touched her breasts too. I felt the smooth softness of her flesh. Then I found her nipples. They were hard and so rough after the smooth breasts. It was exciting to touch her like that. Do not misunderstand, I knew what a breast feels like. I touch mine every day during my washing process, but this was very different. These breasts were not mine. They were another woman's.
        Then suddenly she leaned forward, her own breasts pressing against mine. I looked down and watched my breasts and nipples rub against hers. Oh, that was so sexy. Doing that, our faces were close together. I looked up at her face, and she was watching me. She smiled and leaned closer as she kissed me straight on my lips. It was only for a second, but it was like an electric shock through me before she pulled away from me. I looked at her. She moved back to her side of the pool, smiling back at me.
        To be honest, I did not know what to think of all that.
        Later that night, when we went to bed, we were still naked. Instead of sleeping on her side of the bed, she slipped over to me and cuddled up against me. I must confess, her body against me like that, did feel kind of nice. That is how we fell asleep.

         The next morning, we remained in our ordinary clothes while we prepared breakfast. After breakfast, while we were cleaning up, Amita came into the kitchen. Now she had just her bikini bottom on.
        “After you finish, girls, get changed to your bikinis, then join us for the morning activities,” she told us.
        I kind of felt it was more of an order to get changed than a suggestion, but we went up and did it anyway. When Elizabeth put her bikini on, I noticed that since she was bigger than me up top, she was showing a lot more cleavage too. We stood in front of the mirror to admire each other. The bikinis were showing a lot of both our bodies, but like I said before, they were making our bodies look sexy too.
        Then I looked at her bikini bottom. Just in front, low down there was some black hair, and I pointed it out to her. She found some scissors, and I watched her pull her bikini aside and cut it off. It was the first time I had really seen her pussy so close like that. I was actually interested to see her too. I was a bit surprised she wasn't shy to show me that very personal part too.
        We, of course, put on the skirts and cover-up before we went out.
        We found most of them at the tennis court, but Hansini and Jeevan were missing. “They are over at the chess set playing a game,” said Amita. “Go over if you want.”
        I decided to see what was going on, so I got up to go. Elizabeth said she wanted to stay and watch the tennis, so I went on my own.

        Hansini and Jeevan were involved in the game, but it didn’t seem too serious since they were talking about each move. It seemed like she was giving him some lessons on how to play.
        “Hi Katrina,” she said as she saw me. “Come and help us. You can help move the pieces.”
        “I’ve never played chess,” I said.
        “That’s OK. We will show you what to do.”
        So I joined them on the chessboard. Like they said, the pieces, although appearing to be large and heavy, were actually quite light to move.
        “Now, Katrina, let me show you what to do. In chess, each player has an army to fight against their opponent. The object of the game is to capture your opponent’s King, and then you will be winning the game.”
        She then walked over to the corner of the board. “This big one, here is my King. See, he has that crown on top. Over there,” she said, pointing to another very large white piece, “This one is my Queen. A very powerful piece. Yes, Katrina, in chess, the woman is the strongest person on the whole board.”
        “Now I have some other strong pieces as well. This one is shaped like a horse. He is a Knight. You know, like ancient medieval knights... like the one Sarvesh has upstairs," she explained as she touched a piece shaped like a horse head.
        Then she turned to the one next to him, "This one is a Bishop. See his pointy bishop hat. Over in front of my King is a Rook. See, he looks like a castle on top. Some people call him a Castle. He is protecting my King. Now, all these little ones, which look the same, are the foot soldiers. They are called Pawns.”
        I was trying to remember all she told me, but she must have seen the confused look on my face because she smiled at me, “Don’t worry if you don’t remember all that. We’ll show you. You’ll soon get used to it.”

        Hansini looked over at Jeevan. “Now, where were we? I think it is your turn now.”
        Jeevan moved one of his big black pieces, a Bishop I think it was, with the pointed hat. He came a long way across the board and placed it in a square beside one of the little white Pawns. He then took the White Pawn to the side of the board.
        “How was he allowed to do that?” I wondered. But they both seemed to be happy with the move, and so it had to be part of this strange game.”
        “Not a bad move, Jeevan, now you can threaten my Queen. But wouldn’t moving the Knight be better? That way you can threaten both my Queen and my Rook.”
        “I see that now,” he said. “Can we do that?”
        To be honest, I had no idea what they just said, but I was happy they had allowed me to be involved, like they did.
        We replaced the pieces as they were before, and I pushed the Bishop piece while Jeevan replaced the little Pawn, then Jeevan took the Pawn with the Knight, the horse-like piece. Hansini took the Knight with her Pawn, and I rolled the Knight piece over to the side of the board.
        Suddenly, things began to happen. Jeevan took the castle like Rook with his Bishop piece. To my surprise, he called out the word “Check”. I jumped when he said it so loudly and looked at Hansini, not sure what he meant.
        She was smiling. “See Katrina, now Jeevan is attacking our King. That is why he called out ‘Check’”
        She moved her Queen, the very big one and took the offending Bishop off the board. Then Jeevan replied to taking her Queen with his own Queen. Hansini quickly replied by taking his Queen in return. I was being kept busy moving pieces to the side of the board.
        “A bold move, Jeevan. Well done!”
        “That was a Queen swap-off,” she told me. “Stronger players do that when they think they can win without their Queen.”
        They continued playing, and it seemed to me that Jeevan had more players on the board than she did.

        It was about that time that Sarvesh turned up with some of the others, including Elizabeth.
        “What is this, Hansini? Are you letting Jeevan get the better of you?”
        “We are only playing around,” explained Jeevan. “It's not a serious game.”
        But it seems Sarvesh didn't listen to him in his rush to tease Hansini.
        “It looks to me like Hansini is off her game,” Sarvesh said with a smile. “Maybe I can beat you today. You owe me the chance to even with you.”
        “You can play now if you want,” said Jeevan. “We were not playing a serious game.”
        “Are you sure, my friend?” asked Sarvesh.
        “Yes,” Jeevan replied.
        I am not sure why Jeevan stopped playing. Maybe he was embarrassed to be playing in front of everyone else.
        “Ok, Hansini,” Sarvesh said. “Prepare to be beaten.”
        “Sorry, Sarvesh,” she told him with a laugh. “You’re the one who is going to get beaten. I'll beat your pants off if you had been wearing them”
        At the time, I had thought that an amusing joke, but I was soon to learn it would become a problem for me when he took her seriously.
        Then I heard Amita laugh, "Honey, she is going to kick your arse!"
        I was shocked Amita would tell her husband like that. I looked over at him, but he smiled.
        "We will see, Amita," he just said.
        He laughed, but maybe there was a hint of worry on his face.
        “Jeevan, would you like to help me?” he asked.
        Hansini replied with, “Katrina, you can help me if you want.”
        I didn't want to since I still had no idea what to do, and in front of these people too, but when she asked, I couldn't really decline.
        We set up all the pieces in two straight lines with the little men in front and the bigger ones behind. I found out that they all had special places to begin the game.

        Now the game began. Sarvesh started, and Hansini quickly followed. It was a very fast game with one move quickly following another. It was a hard-fought game, too, with both sides losing pieces in what looked to me like very fierce exchanges. Jeevan and I were kept busy most of the time moving players.
        All the time, they were teasing and giving cheeky remarks to each other, saying how each was going to lose. The other girls were teasing Sarvesh, too, which I thought was too funny.
        I tried to understand the moves, and some of them appeared to be easy, but others I just could not figure out. The horse-shaped Knight was the most confusing. He appeared to move at random in any direction. I noticed that Hansini appeared to use her Knights a lot more than Sarvesh did.
        From time to time, one of them would call “Check”, and I thought the game would be over, but no, it just seemed to continue.
        Soon, I began to notice that there were more white pieces on the side of the board than there were black. I began to think that Hansini was actually getting the better of him.
        This was confirmed when Sarvesh said, “Ah, Hansini. You are a very good player.”
        She didn’t reply but just gave a shy smile. But he seemed to be a bit worried.
        The game had slowed down now. There were times when Sarvesh had to think for a while before he moved, but I noticed that Hansini’s reply still quickly followed each of his moves. I was thinking that now she had him worried.
        Then things seemed to happen. There was a quick exchange with players on both sides being taken off the board, then suddenly Sarvesh threw up his hands.
        “I resign,” he said. “Hansini, you are too good for me today.”
        This brought a round of applause from those watching. I knew that she had won, but I was unsure how. I studied the board, but there still seemed to be plenty of black players. I could not understand why he gave up so soon.

        Hansini noticed me looking at the board. “What’s wrong, Katrina?” she asked.
        “Why did he give in?” I asked.
        Sarvesh overheard me. “Ah, Katrina,” he said. “She had me in an impossible position. See, she was going to move her Queen here with the next move. Check!”
        Hansini added, “Then the Bishop here makes Check, again. Then our Queen here is Check Mate. And he is unable to stop me.”
        I understood that “Check Mate” meant the King was trapped and the game finished, so I said “Ok,” but really, I still didn’t clearly see what they meant.
        But it had been fun, particularly since I was on the winning side.

        It seemed that the guys really wanted to take Hansini in chess. She was becoming a challenge to them. Her teasing them wasn't helping them either. Mootie was next to ask her for a game.
        She accepted with a laugh, saying, “Ahh! Now another victim is lining up to be slaughtered.” She looked over at me, “Well, Katrina, they can all try if they like, but they won’t beat us today.” She seemed to be so confident, so boastful.
        Mootie asked Sarvesh to help him, and Hansini kept me as her helper.
        Then Sarvesh dropped a surprise on us all. “Let’s make this more interesting. Let’s play for each other’s clothes?”
        I suddenly got worried. I wasn’t interested in playing Strip Chess. It was fun to listen to a story, but playing for real. No, not me!
        But Hansini accepted again. “Ok then,” she laughed. “But different rules this time.”
        “No! I don't...” I began to say, but she interrupted me.
        “It’s OK, Katrina she said to me quietly. “I can usually beat him easily, but I’m going to make it safer for us.”
        "But I don't think..."
        "It will be fine. I will beat him."
        She was so confident.
        “Now she said in a louder voice. “We play with eight items of clothing, not five. OK?”
        “Sure,” replied Sarvesh.
        “And the winner keeps their clothes on. Amita, no sneaking up afterwards, OK?”
        “Yes,” she nodded with a smile.
        Hansini then turned to me, “See, that’s better now.”
        “But I don’t want to lose my clothing,” I told her.
        “It’s OK. I know I can beat him.”
        Well, I could have refused to play, but with everyone watching me, I felt like they were expecting me to play. Anyway, like I said, she seemed to be so confident she could beat him quickly. I was just pulled into this, and now I didn't see how I could back out.
        To make up my eight items of clothing, Mandara loaned me a hat, and Amita gave me a pair of slip-on sandals. For the first item, I put a towel over my shoulders. I, of course, had on my bikini with the wrap-around skirt and my cover-up over my top. Hansini added a hat and sandals, then, like me, she put a towel over her shoulders as her eighth item. I noticed the guys had added clothes as well.

        So we re-set up the pieces and began to play.
        Hansini let Mootie start. I asked her why, and she said she liked going second because it showed her how the other player was moving. That didn’t make much sense to me, but during the opening battles, we lost only five pieces, whereas they had lost eight. I knew she was winning.
        For the next few turns, nothing seemed to be happening. Neither of us lost any pieces.
        Suddenly she said quietly, “Oh. I’m sorry, Katrina.”
        “Why?” I asked.
        “I think I have made a mistake.”
        Suddenly, a fear took hold of me. What if we lost? I thought. I realised there I was, my modesty dependent on this game I knew nothing about and a woman I hardly knew. How did I get myself into this mess? I did not know what I could do.
        “Can you still beat him?” I asked, very worried, now.
        “Yes, I think so,” But she didn’t seem to have her usual confidence.
        Over the next few moves, nothing much seemed to happen. Then a few pieces were exchanged, and once again it looked like we had done better than them. We now had seven men off the board, but they had ten, so surely we could still beat them.
        In the clothing, things looked good, too. On our side, we still had nine items between us. Hansini was wearing her bikini under her shorts and shirt, while I was wearing my bikini plus my cover-up top, wrap-around skirt and hat. On their side, they only had four items between them; they both just wore shirts and shorts. So it appeared that whatever her mistake had been, we had recovered.
        It occurred to me that the game might go closer than we had planned. Another five men lost, and my bikini top would be on the line. I hoped it wouldn’t come to that, but I considered the possibility. I thought if it came to it, I could probably live with losing my bikini top.
        Then Mootie moved one of his players. “Check!” he called.
        Hansini moved our King.
        Mootie moved another piece. “Check!” he called again.
        Hansini blocked him with her Bishop.
        I began to get very worried. Even with my little knowledge of the game, this was beginning to look bad. Very bad!
        Then he moved his Queen. “Check!” he called for the third time.
        Swiftly, Hansini blocked him with our Queen.
        Then Mootie moved his Queen, taking our Queen off. As Sarvesh rolled it away, Mootie called out, “Check Mate!”
        With horror, I realised that we had lost the game.
        “I'm sorry, Katrina,” I heard Hansini say to me again. "I didn't mean this to happen."
        Now I realised I would have to strip. Not just my wrap-around or my bikini top, but everything!
        I probably could have just refused or even run away into the house, but that didn't occur to me at the time.

        I saw Hansini start to remove her top. I thought, here goes, as I unwrapped my skirt, revealing the bikini bottom underneath. She was now bare-breasted, and I knew my top had to go too. I reached behind my back, unclipping my top so it came loose, then with one quick movement, but I held it against my breasts for a moment before I pulled it up over my head.
        I looked down at my now naked breasts with my nipples and everything completely exposed and on display. I felt so shy being like that.
        By now, Hansini had removed her bikini bottom as well, and she was standing there revealing the trimmed bush between her thighs to everyone watching. I hooked my thumbs in each side of my bikini pants and began to push down. Looking up, I could see everyone now watching me, waiting for my show.
        Then I decided I had to get it over with, and in one motion, I pushed the bikini bottom down until it fell at my feet. Then, stepping out of it, I stood there completely naked. I could not believe what I had just done. Not only had I committed myself to playing Strip Chess, but then I had ended up taking all my clothes off in front of all those people. Now there I was, standing there, my nudity exposed to them all.
        I was sort of in a daze. I didn't move, I didn't try to cover myself.
        Suddenly, Hansini must have noticed me. “Come on, Katrina, you’ve given them enough show.”
        She grabbed my hand, pulling me the few feet to the pool edge, then we both, half fell, half jumped and plunged into the water. The cool water hitting my naked body was a shock, bringing me out of my daze. Having gone under the water, I found my feet and came up gasping for air.
        Hansini was standing nearby,y and she reached for me, taking my arm,m then pulling me to her. She put her arm around my shoulder.
        “Are you alright, Katrina?” she asked.
        I nodded, “Yes, I think so.”
        “Sorry for pulling you in like that. I thought you had had enough of standing there all exposed.
        “I didn’t know what to do,” I told her.
        “It’s Ok, honey,” she said gently. “That was a brave thing you did. And you didn’t chicken out and run.”
        I looked down at my naked body in the water. I was still trying to believe I had actually taken my clothes off like that.
        “I’m sorry I put you through all of that. I shouldn’t have forced you to play,” she said.
        “It’s Ok now,” I replied.
        “Yes, can’t believe I let Mootie beat me. I won’t live that down for a while,” she laughed.
        “Yes, I know you did your best. You did expect to win.”
        “It was a bit of a shock, wasn’t it? But then don’t you think it is also a little bit naughty taking our clothes off like that?” she said with a grin.
        I was beginning to think that too. Taking my clothes off was a shock. It was hard to do,o but now I was in the pool, I was feeling a little bit naughty too.
        I smiled back at her. “Not a little bit naughty,” I said. “Very naughty!”
        She smiled back, pulling me to her, giving me a hug. “That’s the girl,” she said. “You are in the pool now. Forget you’re naked and enjoy yourself.”
        “Forget I’m naked! That's a bit hard to do.”
        “You know what I mean.” Then, turning to the others still just standing or sitting there watching, she called. “Get your clothes off and come on in. The water is lovely.”
        Soon they were all stripping their clothes off, and we were soon joined by another seven naked people. The only one who didn’t strip was Elizabeth, and she stayed in her bikini. Being in the water wasn't so difficult, as I was mostly completely under the water with my breasts only showing if I reached up to catch the ball.

        After the swim, I got out and went looking for my clothes. I was feeling more comfortable with my body by then, so without bothering to dry myself off, I just found my wrap-around and tied it around my hips. I dropped the two halves of my bikini onto the table and sat down for a drink with my breasts still bare and wearing nothing under my tiny skirt.
        I did notice a couple of the guys, including Sarvesh, enjoyed my charms, but I was kind of enjoying showing off too, so I made no attempt to cover myself either. I like my breasts; I think they are one of the better parts of my body. They certainly weren't the worst ones on show at that time. They are of a lighter brown colour, showing they have never been exposed outside like the other women, but I love the large dark nipples at their points. Yes, I was OK with showing them, now.
        Soon it was time for lunch, and when I went off with Elizabeth to prepare it, I didn’t bother getting dressed but just went topless, wearing only that skirt.
        Once we were away from the group, Elizabeth asked me, “Aren’t you going to cover up?”
        “No,” I said. “I’m comfortable like this now.”
        “I can’t believe you stripped off in front of everybody like that.”
        “Well, I didn’t really have much choice, did I? And anyway, don’t you think it was kind of fun. A little bit naughty!”
        “Fun!” she said. “Flaunting yourself like that. Have you no shame? It’s not fun, it’s indecent. I hope they don’t expect me to bare my body in front of everyone.”
        I was a bit surprised at her attitude now. For a moment, I wished I had put my clothes back on, and then I thought, “Wait a minute, it was her problem, not mine.”
        We had arrived at the kitchen by then, and she turned on me again. “Don’t you feel embarrassed at what you are wearing? Look at you flaunting your body like that. And I suppose you don’t have anything on under your skirt, do you?”
        By then, I had almost had enough of her. Suddenly feeling a bit wicked, I took my skirt, pulling it up. “No, I’m not wearing anything.”
        At that moment, Amita came in. Catching sight of my little pussy flash, she said with a grin, “What, Katrina, still showing off your pussy?”
        Then she caught sight of Elizabeth. Her smile disappeared as she became serious. “Is everything alright, girls?”
        “Not really,” I said. “Elizabeth doesn’t like what I am wearing.”
        Suddenly, Amita realised what the problem was, and quickly, she took charge of the situation.
        “Katrina, you carry on with lunch. Get everything laid out, and we’ll be back soon to help you carry it out. Elizabeth, you'd better come with me.”
        They disappeared, and not feeling too happy now, I set to work. When I was ready, they still hadn’t appeared, so picking up some plates, I headed to the pool.

        Sarvesh asked me where Elizabeth was.
        “I don’t know,” I said. “Amita took her off to talk to her. I haven’t seen them since.”
        I had just turned to go back for another load when I heard a voice close behind me. “Katrina, do you need a hand?” asked Hansini.
        I turned to see her, and Mega had got up and were following me. Glad for the help and for the company, I said, “Thank you, Hansini.”
        When we got to the kitchen, she asked me, “Is everything alright?”
        “No,” I said, bursting into tears. “Elizabeth didn’t like me taking my clothes off.”
        “Oh!” she said. Then, reaching for me, “Come here, dear, it will work itself out,” she tried to comfort me. ”Nudity, for some people, takes a bit of getting used to. I’m sure she’ll be OK once she talks with Amita.”
        Mega added, “You did it the best way, Katrina. You had no choice once you lost the game; You just jumped straight in.”
        “Yes,” said Hansini, “and you had fun once we were all in the pool, didn’t you, Katrina?”
        “Yes,” I nodded, wiping my eyes.
        After holding me for a minute, she let me go, saying, “Come on, let’s get these things out to the pool. Everyone will be hungry.”

        We took everything back to the pool, and once I had placed the plates on the table, I went and found my bikini. Fitting on the top and then stepping into the bottom. I then went back to help serve lunch. When I sat down to eat, I didn’t feel like eating. I just picked at my food. I saw Hansini watching me, and I think Sarvesh had noticed me too, but neither said anything.
        After lunch, we took everything back, and they gave me a hand cleaning up. I was a bit embarrassed that our guests were working in the kitchen. What would Amita say when she found out? I told them to leave it to me, but they insisted on staying.
        Just as we finished, Amita appeared. She quickly took note of the scene and thanked the two women, and once they had gone, she turned to me.
        “Elizabeth is not staying for the rest of the day. She has just left in a taxi.” She saw the worried look on my face, and she added. “She is alright. She is just not comfortable with so much nudity. I think you having to undress like that scared her a bit, too. She thought she was expected to do the same.”
        “Is she upset with me?” I asked.
        “I think a bit shocked at first, but she is OK now. She told me to say she was sorry and wants you to ring her in a few days. She just wants to think about things for a while first.”
        Then, as we turned and walked back towards the pool, she put her hand on my shoulder and asked, “Katrina, are you sure you are alright?”
        “Yes, I am fine. I was happy before what she said.”
        “Well, she won’t be coming back, and I don’t think we will replace her. I am sure you can manage if we girls help you.” Then she stopped and looked at me. “You do want to continue helping us, don’t you?”
        “Yes,” I replied. “Like I said before, I was thinking it was kind of fun before this.”
        “Yes, it is fun. That is what we intend it to be. Good fun as long as we don’t hurt anybody.”

        When we got back to the pool, we found them sitting around talking. “Where is Sarvesh?” Amita asked.
        “He said he was going to get The Letters Book,” Jeevan said.
        “Oh, good!” Amita said. “I could do with a nice romantic story. And I’m sure Katrina could too.”
        When Sarvesh returned, she asked if she could choose the story. Turning through the pages, she found the story she wanted.
        I was pouring a drink for Jeevan when she said, “Take a seat, Katrina, I think you are going to enjoy this.”
        As I found my seat, she began to read.
        This story was told by Shanti. It was about the first time Mike took her to a beach with large waves. It was also the first time she had ever worn a bikini at the beach as well. As I listened to how she lost her new bikini in the ocean, I remembered how, earlier in the day, how scary it was to take my own bikini off and then how suddenly it was nice swimming naked in the pool.
        Without her bikini, she had to walk all the way back to their car wearing only a see-through cover-up. They decided to take a route through the sand hills to avoid being seen, and when they found a hidden place in the hills, they stopped and made love.
        It was a nice story, very romantic too. I even liked the part where they made love because it fitted in with how much they loved each other. When she was reading about their lovemaking, I was feeling a bit strange myself. I felt hot and excited at the same time. I would have liked to jump into the pool, but I couldn’t stop listening to the story.
        Anyway, it ended shortly after that when they put back on the clothes they had and made it safely back to the car without being seen.
                        See (Letter 19 First Time Skinny Dipping.)

        Looking up at us as she closed the book, Amita said, “That Shanti knows how to tell a good story, doesn’t she?”
        “Yes,” agreed Mandara. “But I think her other beach story is better.”
        “Maybe Mandara, but that story is more erotic than romantic.”
        “No!” replied Mandara as she disagreed with Amita. “I think that other story was very romantic.”
        I was feeling that I would love to hear that story as well, and then I could have made up my own mind which was the best.

        When they decided to go swimming again, they all went in nude. I decided to join them like that, too. Quickly, I unwrapped my skirt and then took my bikini off.
        I looked up, and Hansini was waiting for me. She smiled and said, “Come on, Katrina. Let's go swimming.”
        I took her hand, and together we walked towards the pool. Both of us were completely naked, and I felt OK being like that, too.
        For more than an hour, I enjoyed swimming like that with eight other people who were as naked as I was. When we came to get out, it was easy to get out of the water and walk over to the seat where I had left my bikini. I decided not to bother with my bikini, but not wanting to sit there totally naked, I just slipped the skirt back on.
        That was how I was for the rest of the day until it was time to make dinner. Even then, I didn’t bother getting dressed, instead going about my duties bare-breasted, wearing only the tiny skirt with nothing underneath.

        A few days later, I gave Elizabeth a call. She chatted with me for a few minutes, and we arranged to meet one evening. We sat in the back of a small restaurant shop to talk.
        She told me that she had decided not to do the job again, which I knew already. When she asked if I would, I decided to say I’d think about it first. I did not want her to know that I had already agreed to continue.
        Well, things were a bit strained between us, and although we still see each other from time to time, we are no longer good friends like we used to be.

        Since I have been talking about Hansini beating the men at chess, I would like to add another funny addition below.
        At the next special weekend, I watched the three men trying to beat Hansini in chess again. They were all beaten soundly, but still, they returned to try again. Finally, over dinner, I asked Sarvesh why, when he would usually get beaten.
        “Oh, Katrina,” he laughed. “It is not just about winning.”
        “Then, why do you men keep playing her?”
        Sarvesh explained, “When men play chess, they use logic, mathematics and science. With a woman like Hansini, she plays with instinct, passion and emotion. It is very sexy playing such a woman.”
        I did not understand, and I think it must have shown on my face.
        “Hansini, my wife is a kind, gentle woman,” Mootie began. “I love her for those qualities. But when she plays chess, she becomes like a cold, ruthless killer. She plays with emotion and takes enjoyment in winning. Like a predator in my Game Reserve, she enjoys the kill.”
        The Jeevan added, “Sometimes her kill is quick, sometimes she plays like a cat plays with a mouse.”
        I heard the women giggling behind me.
        “It is exciting, like a sexual thing to play her,” Sarvesh added.
        “Is that true?” I asked, looking over at Hansini.
        She smiled and said, “Do I look like a ruthless killer, Katrina?”
        “Well, no... But they said you...”
        “Oh, forget them. They are just guys, making excuses for not being able to beat me.”
        Amita started to laugh, and Hansini joined in. Soon they were all laughing. I could not understand their joke. Was it about me or something they said? I don't know.
        It was time for lunch, and so I said as I got up, “Come on, ruthless predator, help me get lunch ready.”
        They all laughed at that as Hansini, Mega and I left together.

        So that was my story, and Amita tells me that since it is very long, we might need to break it into two or three parts.

        So bye from all of us in India,
                Love to all in New Zealand.
                        From,
                                Katrina;

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