Miko and Mali; Thailand's finest teen sisters

“The gentleman you were with earlier….” I stumbled. ”Was he your, er, father?” I asked, not knowing which of the gorgeous girls to address the question to, since they were identical in every way. “Mr Tan? Haha, no!” one said. “He’s just very good friend of ours!” Well, that was a relief! “Where are you staying?” asked Miko…the girl on the left. “Er, about 5 minutes away”, I replied. “At a small hotel near to a bus station.” “Oh, not good!” said Mali, on the right. “You and your friends should stay here, this place very nice!” “We show you our room! You would like very much!” “We’ve already paid, I’m afraid,” I said, at which they each took a hand and Miko said, “We show you anyway!” They led me to a door at the back of the bar, and Mali took a key from her bag, opening the door. She walked through the doorway in front of me, and began to ascend the steps. Miko kept a soft grip on my hand, as I watched the long, slender legs of her sister climb the stairs. Miko saw that I was looking, and squeezed my hand a little, giggling. I watched as Mali’s skirt rode slightly higher on her thighs, just barely covering her peach of an ass. Even her ankles looked positively divine!
As we reached the top of the stairs, I saw that there was a small corridor, off which there were four rooms. Mali opened the first with her key and led us into a palatial suite of a room. There was a chandelier on the ceiling, a beautiful four poster bed on which there were soft pink satin sheets and the furniture looked reminiscent of Louis XIV. A huge plasma screen almost covered one wall, and the carpet beneath my feet was luxurious. “I could never afford this” I said, smiling, to which Miko replied “Not pay; Be our guest!” and they both giggled. “Would you like a drink?” asked Mali. “Beer, Vodka, anything?” “Beer, thanks!” I said, as Miko pulled me towards the bed and sat down on the edge, patting the bed beside her to motion me to sit, too.