Rain started falling just after noon. It came down hard against the cottage roof and windows, turning the green hills of Shimla into a soft grey blur. The four of them had planned to walk into town, but the weather locked them inside again. No one complained.

They had slept only a few hours after the long night. Bodies were still marked with faint stains of cum and the memory of pee. No one had put on underwear. Neha wore only a loose shirt that barely covered her ass. Her full boobs moved freely underneath. Meera had pulled on one of Vikram’s big shirts and nothing else. Arjun and Vikram stayed in track pants that did little to hide the shape of their dicks.