There was also a male gay room and a heterosexual room. This room had the most participants.Watching people fuck isn't really all that interesting, so...we went to the room where the contest was to be held because we wanted to get a good seat. Soon, someone brought in a microphone and speakers; a mattress was laid on the floor, and the floor was marked off with masking tape at six inch intervals from the starting line to the head of the mattress. A projection television set was also placed close. . we still have almost two hours."Agent 1 shook his head and said a little louder, "You know they won't talk, so it's better to just kill them now and spend our time more useful with concentrating on those suspects we have caught in Belgium."Agent 8 looked surprised at Agent 1, but quickly found her composure back and then turned around and looked at those naked girls standing there. Sylvia was still being tied to the pole, and the guards had to tie her arms above her head because it seemed. ." How many?" Four — don't interrupt me when I'm talking to you!" She scowled at him. "Now take two bottles of wine and four glasses upstairs. I'll be there in a few minutes and you had better be there when I get there."He watched her walk away and mouthed Bitch! after her. This was all going horribly wrong. They were should have sprung their trap long before anything like this was supposed to take place. He found Dale in the kitchen and told him what was happening. Dale had no idea what to. "Don't fret princess, get yourself to the hiding place we prepared, I will be able to function better knowing you're safe."I ran down towards the bay, pleased to see the islanders performing their allotted tasks as we had planned. I had begun to wear a kilt in the last week, my jeans somewhat the worse for wear and I shrugged my plaid off of my shoulder to free myself of any possible encumbrance should I need to use my sword. Kirsty enjoyed the freer access the kilt gave her to my 'staff-beast'.