He watched as the waitress walked away, a hot young local in a sarong with a nicely shaped ass indeed, but not one worthy of his attention.  He turned his gaze to Marti with a smile as she spoke.  “Now what kind of gentleman would have feasted while a new friend had to wait?”  He was carefully eyeing his new neighbor, and silently hoped she would want to go sightseeing with him today while he still had the rental car.<br/><br/>It might be that her being there on holiday at the same time and place that drew him to her, but somehow he was attracted to her, more than just as a fellow traveler.  The mini skirt she wore was certainly showing enough of her lush thighs to entice him and the simple cotton blouse unbuttoned just enough to reveal her ample cleavage and the all-but-visible lacey bra beneath. Her eyes seemed to sparkle in the morning light and delighted his soul.  His thoughts ran to ones of pleasures worthy of pursuing.  He realized he was now staring blankly with the thoughts dancing through his head and giggled his embarrassment saying “Sorry, must still have jet lag, I’m here, honest.”  His smile warmed a bit and he continued quietly “Well, I was wondering; you said you might like some tips on the sights to visit; how about we join up for the day and I’ll be your guide?  I have a rental car and would be glad to be your escort.”<br/><br/>As the words trailed from his lips he thought with fright about how his ‘escort’ comment could be misconstrued and hoped she hadn’t taken it that he wanted to just jump in the sack with her.  Though the thoughts had crossed his mind more than once already he wasn’t yet ready to take it to the next level; at least not till after he had eaten breakfast.  A chuckle crossed his soul and a smile painted his face with the thought.<br/>