I didn't think I had any expectations at all set for my accommodation, and yet I am still disappointed. The man who calls himself Grigorii shows me to...a windowless room lit up by a single filament bulb. There's a mattress here, a large tin pan next to it, and a water spigot sticking out of the wall, with a drainage grille underneath it. This is the extent of my accommodation. There is not even a door.My mind is still churning over the idea that after tonight, I will be losing my clitoris. A. “You know if this is what it’s going to be like then I am really all for it!”Varick was tense, Harmon was the most violent of their group, and he’d have to really keep an eye on him. Harmon might just start a war that they really couldn’t win right now they needed control before they rushed off. “You are going to have to exercise more control Harmon we can’t have you roasting everything in sight even our enemies.” Varick told Harmon then looked inside again and reset a few more checks for. — You look odd Miss Lawson. Do you feel all right ?— Yes, I am.He paused for a while.— It's the second time in a week you have an unacceptable behavior in my class. Stand up, come here.Cynthia obeyed and came to his desk. He caught her by her butt so hard that she was close to fell. He lifted up her skirt and grabbed her naked buttocks squeezing and spreading them.— What is that Miss Lawson ? This is not the regular uniform you're supposed to wear. You have no respect for rules. I don't know. I saw several other gurls I knew and chatted with them for a bit while drinking the first of many cocktails. Dancing was both fun and hot as the floor was packed with scantily clad people grinding on each other all over.After dancing, flirting and being felt up on the dance floor, along with several drinks bought for me I knew I was getting a little too tipsy to drive and my lesbian friend from my neighborhood who was at the club said she would drive me home later. Realizing I didn't have to.