The fourth night was darker and hotter. After dinner, Meera wore a short red skirt and a tight white top. Her big boobs looked heavy and ready. No bra, no panties. She whispered, “Tonight take me on the lake. I want you to fuck me hard from behind like a dog.”

We took a private boat. The boatman left us alone after we paid him extra. The boat moved slowly on Lake Pichola. The water was calm. The City Palace lights were far away like small stars. The moon was bright and made everything silver.