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... Asian women very badly. I love how young they all seem to me. Marcie's age I would have guessed more accurately, but I would still have been a couple of years out.

"You have visited Makati before, sir?"

"Makati? I thought I was in Manila?"

"Yes, MetroManila, Makati is city in Metromanila."

"You see, I don't even know where I am!"

She laughed. "Maybe you need someone to show you around."

"Maybe I do," I said, "I'm obviously lost here."

She smiled.

"I don't suppose," I said, "that you might have some free time?"

She looked at Marcie and then at her watch, neither of which I think was necessary, but probably just helped to give her some thinking time.

"We're visiting," she said, "but it's my husband's family - we don't really get on.

"My ex-husband," she added, and looked at Marcie again, "it would be nice to have an excuse not to have to see them, not to have to go back there."

"Because you are doing a good deed for a stranger?"

"Exactly," she said, "there are not enough good deeds these days."

"I need a good deed," I said.

That seemed to do the trick.

We went to Star City, an amusement park, and Manila Zoo. Although the Amusement Park was good, I did not like the Zoo much - I've seen much better and I felt sorry for the animals, so we went instead to Manila Bay.

I took plenty of photographs, especially of Marcie, who enjoyed posing for the camera. I liked helping her pose, since it gave me an opportunity to accidentally touch ...

... her young breasts with my hands, or press the bulge in my pants against her pert young bottom. At one point, I managed to slip my hand between her legs, applying just a little pressure to her pubic mound, accidentally, of course, and only as much as I dared.

I dared a bit more with Marie, the mother, but less physical, more verbal. I managed to find a chance for some private time with her while Marcie was picking out a hat - I had given her some money to buy one which would frame her face nicely for a good photograph.

We were in a quiet place in the shade from which we could see Marcie trying on the sunhats. It was public, but private enough.

"Your husband's been away for over a year now?" I asked, and she nodded.

"It must be a bit lonely for you?"

In reply, she gave a small shrug of the shoulders, but leaned towards me slightly.

"It's that way for me too," I said, "but I have enjoyed today. Traveling around with you and Marcie makes me feel as if I have a small family. It's a nice feeling. You make a wonderful wife and Marcie is a lovely daughter to have."

She smiled, "Thank you," she said. "It has been a lovely day."

"It would be nice," I said, "if we could carry on for a while longer."

"What do you mean, sir?"

I knew she knew what I meant. I knew she probably knew that the question was making my cock stiff—she might even have been able to see it, but I knew that I needed to woo her a bit more.

"I love your company," I said, which was a bit ...