The officer in charge would have the girls line up and call out ?Ok, number 12, number 4 and number 6? your turn now. The choice would depend on whic... girl the guards would want to punish and whom they wanted to reward. Or often it was just random. There were always more girls to choose from. The girls would be desperate to please their ?guard masters? and be called out to run as a car drove in. Of course, they would have a minute or two to attract the attention of the driver and hope for. My old man being the president of the club.’ ‘You’re from the east, aren’t you?’ It wasn’t actually a question. Her slight accent was the giveaway. ‘Not any more. Nothin’ there for me and I hate winter,’ she said succinctly. ‘Can’t blame you.’ The door swung open and a fifty-something man with a full beard entered, nodding to me and smiling at the girl. ‘This fella wants to rent 224, Chuck.’ ‘OK … you got some I.D., mister?’ he asked, turning to me. I pulled out my wallet and showed him my. ‘Stop, please baby, ju-‘ she screamed as her protests were silenced by quake traveling down her thighs, up her stomach, shooting straight to her head. He hadn’t finished, no, he wouldn’t be finished just yet, despite her desperate pleas for it to end. How quickly he had turned from an innocent house cat to a jungle tiger, thirsty for blood, eager for the kill, no matter what the costs. Faster, stronger… Shivers ran down her spine, his head now buried in her hair, both dripping in sweat. Oh, how. Eventually, he ran out of things to say and looked at Sindy expectantly. She smiled and placed one of her immaculately sculpted hands on his trousers within which his penis was beginning to stir. “Shall we make love, Kevin?” she asked seductively. He smiled wanly. “You know exactly what I want, don’t you?” “I aim to give total satisfaction, Kevin,” Sindy said, standing up and letting her dress fall to her feet. Kevin gasped at Sindy’s beauty. Those long legs. The beautiful unblemished face..