She hurried off to get a towel as directed and was mortified to find upon her return that Mr Henderson was now leaning over the fence holding a beer t...at Steve had plainly given him. What was he thinking?She was trying to work out how she could mop up the spilt beer without giving Henderson another eyeful. If she bent over her arse would be in full sight, if she squatted then stocking tops and an expanse of creamy leg would be on show. It was Bob who chimed in first ‘come on stop messing about. Were we going to be competing?"I knew you would become a total slut," gushed Jasmin as we left thedining hall ahead of a group of young guys."Uhhh thanks," I blushed again. Then realized I was being steered awayfrom the rest our group. Then I saw that Mona was steering Samantha ourdirection."What's going on?" asked Samantha."You two get to join us. You're both way ahead of the others," answeredJasmin."Yeah you're going to like this part," they both giggled.We were headed to the clinic and I. Beside her on another set of poles hung the remains of a man they had executed with a bullet to the back of the head, when he stopped responding to the whip.Turning the lens, she started photographing every face she could, prisoner and guard alike. She watched as three women were taken to what she now knew was the commandants office. With quick snaps of their faces, she reached over and did an id scan on the datapad and less than a minute later, she knew each of the women.Out by one gate, ten. ‘Mmm.. Good morning’ I said with a yawn. ‘Morning to you too, babe.’ I hit him playfully on his chest. ‘If you hate being called babe, you should not pretend-sleep like a babe.’ ‘Oh really? I should really teach you who the adult in this bed is.’ I said and started twisting his right nipple. ‘Aaaah’ he cried and our routine early morning wresting match/ foreplay began. Before I knew it he had me pinned down and latched on to my pebble-hard right nipple, while twisting my left one with an anger.