"Allo, Michelle, luv," he said in an obviously phony British accent,"aven't seen you in a while. Whatchu been up to, luv?"Michelle leaned over and ki...sed him on the cheek."Lots of work, Billy," she said, "and lots of fucking too!"He laughed. "Allo allo allo," he added, now leering at me directly,"who do we have here?"I stuck out my hand, and he took it."I'm Jessica." I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek as well."Blimey," he said, "you're a charmer, aren't ya? Bloody hell, you'regoing. Her whole body was on fire, the heat completely intolerable, the room had already been like a sauna when they had arrived and now it was full of writhing bodies giving off more heat into the air. She couldn’t tell what she was covered with, maybe her own sweat or maybe damp from the muggy atmosphere, at least some of it was saliva and other assorted bodily fluids. The frustration of the oppressive heat and damp just fed into the pleasure of it, it felt so good to let go like this, to stop. She was slim and could not have been more than fourteen years old. There was one guard by the door who talked to her in Spanish. I understood that she was supposed to take care of the wounds on my back. Then he turned to me and used probably half of the English vocabulary he knew."Your nueva puta."That was how Sofia was introduced to me. She looked like she had just been picked from some illegal whorehouse nearby, which was probably also the truth.At the back of the house Helen knocked on a. I start to speak and she shushes me. Then she does the trick, my cock is inside her mouth and she uses her lips to roll the condom down over me. My dick feels like the railing I'm leaning against now, except warm. Her mouth is hot on me and her hair is soft and long around my fingers. She gives a humming chuckle; I can feel her smiling around me as I gasp.I feel guilty that I'm not doing more for her, and eager to.So I tuck my fingers under her chin and pull her up to me."Thanks", I whisper,.