We danced and drank as we moved to the music. I was my usual self, trying to be friendly, talking when spoken to, smiling and laughing at his jokes, e...joying him slyly admiring both my boobs as they joggled around, nipples hard more often than not, and my mini-skirt covered legs as they followed his moves.My sense that he was more aggressive than other guys I’d known was quickly proven correct when he grabbed my hand and pulled me behind him.“Where are we going?”“To my room.”“You don’t lack. .. calming down now. Hopefully, I can explain it well enough for my frustration to be understood.You see, there is a part in the chorus/refrain of this song that I’m trying to make fit like I hear it in my head, but can’t realize it, can’t bring it to fruition.It drives me nuts.The problem in a nutshell, is that the lead guitar part that I played through each of the refrains or chorus sections just will not lay under the vocals instead of just being there to push the melody along. Therefore, it. She was allotted a private room that had its own toilet shower bathroom. Of course there was a routine. Starting at 7.30 am a half hour run around the grounds then a hour in the gym. .After this a shower ,following with morning breakfast. At 10 am educational classes till midday, stopping for mid day meal. At 1pm classes would resume till 4am... 5 PM evening meal, then free time for use of library gym swimming pool or extra study. Jacinda was glowing now she had become used to the routine ,the. The black guard sauntered over to Beth; he stood gazing at her tits for a while then said. 'Excuse me Miss!' Then he tapped her shoulder with his night stick. Getting no response, he then prodded her tit with the stick, then flicked her nipple a few times. Beth was oblivious to any of this. I heard his radio crackle as he turned it on. 'I need some help down at the Jacuzzi, we got another one.' He had hardly turned it off when two other black security guys came rushing in. In an over loud.