More like a hospital. Still, yes, we’ll be rid of ‘em soon enough. No need for torture,” I commented, just as Major Courtney Slade entered the h...spital.“Listen up! I have an announcement. The Klan has surrendered. Well, what’s left of them. We took about six hundred forty odd prisoners. The rest chose to fall where they stood. Sadly, they killed more than a few of us, but you already know that, not even counting the ones that they wounded.“This engagement is over. We’ll be relocating you guys. .. keep doing that," she begged. "That feels, so fucking good!"William fidgeted in his chair, seeing and hearing this, still a bit uncomfortable watching his daughter as she was obviously being pleasured. Before this, he had managed to deal with all this as the only way of getting the needed information from her, her humiliation and punishment. But now that things seemed to be heading off in an entirely different direction, he was fighting against his own moral beliefs, trying not to become too. At that time I was not having and bad intention on her. It was single bed room flat. Saroj come with cold drink and sat on bed next to me. I asked her what she wants to discuss with me. She replied in strange way saying that there is nothing to discuss but she want me to visit her. While saying this she shows some different attitude. She told me that let she take her bath meanwhile I can watch TV. She went to bathroom which was attached to the room. I switched on the TV and saw the room around. If anything Carla's showing off turned us on more and more, I think Cheryl also sensed the increasing air of eroticism in our household, though all of us pretended that Carla's nudity was perfectly natural and just a desire for her to be comfortable. In a sense, it was; Carla loved to spend as much time as possible in the nude. On the other hand, I knew how to read Carla very well (just as she could read me) and what I often saw in her face as she had dinner, or rehearsed part of a play with.