When the hot chocolate was ready, Mutti Frida sighed and chased us back on to the sofa and helped tuck the blankets around us. “Life goes on, childr...n. Read your book.”We sipped our hot chocolate and read more of Under Milkwood, but the zest had gone out of our reading and, eventually, we stopped. We sat there, just listening to the music and holding hands under the blanket.After about an hour another announcement came on the Radio.“The latest news from America is that President Kennedy has. I was with Sarah in the change room one afternoon after swimming comps and just by chance all the other girls had finished changing and left to go to class, leaving Sarah and me together, suddenly she placed her hand on my bare arm and smiled so sweetly as she said ‘you were wonderful today Lauren, you swam so well’ I could feel myself blush and I naturally dropped my head a little, it was then I noticed that she had removed her swimmers and showered, but hadn’t yet started to dress for class,. The hardest thing though was the new pair of high heels they wanted me to wear. How the hell women keep their balance on these things I’ll never know. But oh shit, did they ever look sexy. I just had to make sure to walk ever so carefully onto the set. Bella was all ready to go too. She was wearing a dark blue bikini overlaid with transparent light blue lace. She was going to dance around me like some kind of Arabian belly dancing booty popping stripper. (OH BABY!) Taking my time I took my. Her mandatory name tag had its picture updated to one where her face is covered in cum. It was now pinned to her nipple. Marianne insists on attaching it herself each day, probably as a power play to assert her dominance.Today. 6 months later...Allison's hasn't been to her apartment in a while. She's probably been evicted but rarely has a chance to think about where her things might have ended up. There is round-the-clock work to be done. Even on weekends she's either the prize of some raffle.