The airport

Every start of their adventure begins at the airport. After coming through immigration, it was already way past dinner time and they had some time for themselves to get their bags sorted. Dressed for the hot weather in tight tops that exposed their smooth mid riffs and lots of cleavage and jean shorts that show off their luscious legs, they parade their bodies around while chattering to each other with utter excitement. They were very lively girls so there was a lot of movement in their bantering to each other in their native language, drawing attention from other travelers everywhere they went. There was already many staring eyes set upon their glistening young flesh on all sides. They were fully aware of what was going on, and did not shy away from flaunting their bodies some more at every perfect opportunity as they made their way through towards the glass door exit.

They were just at the threshold when they made their mandatory travel checks. No documents unaccounted for before they leave the airport. They made a pit stop by a wall near a set of seats and started looking through their things. Sonya attracted the look of a middle aged Chinese man as she bent over to check her handbag for her passport. He was sitting on one of the lounge chairs opposite their trolley, and the 90 degree bend over was giving him a full view of her cleavage as she rummaged through her things. At the corner of her eye, she could see him eyeing her up with a straight face, but the tent in his pants was telling her all she needed to know. Once she found her passport to be where it was supposed to be, she dared him a quick look and a warm smile before going back to her sister to tell her all about it. The man was still closeby. He was only about two feet away from them, but he did not seem to understand the words that were spilling out of their mouths as they giggled like naughty school girls. Amelia joked that her sister should give the man a much 'warmer welcome', the silly idea slipping away as they finished up.