................................................................................................................................................................ My name is Jennifer Thomson and I’m eighteen years old. I live in England with my parents and my brother James. This arrangement is quite recent, I’ve been living with my aunt in America for the past few years, visiting my family only during the holidays. It was easier than staying with my family as my parents fought unfalteringly. Their. The punishment for her clumsy dance was to spend the night bent over a table while 30 cocks used her ass.In time, the customers became bored with the strip and dance show. The brothel owner introduced a pole dance performance. A pole about 1 inch in diameter was fastened to the floor of the brothel. Its upper end was rounded so that it looked like a penis. A rope hung from a pulley attached to the ceiling above the pole. Dolores would be brought out naked, her hands tied to the rope and she. The gathering at my place quickly broke up and a stream of shaken women left my home that day. I don’t really remember another happy moment occurring at Fort Riley until the day that I left. Maria had been the last to go. She stood as if rooted to the floor. I went over and put my arms around her to try to comfort her. That poor little girl was shaking in my arms so badly that I thought she might just collapse on the spot. After a long moment, she tried to say something, but she just couldn’t. Everyone else was getting ready to launch the assault but I’d been busy for the last two hours, checking and rechecking everything. I’d checked the nearby military base and the elite troops at the college. The legislative session had commenced half an hour ago. All the offices of the State Council on the floor above were occupied so it looked like we had everyone here except five members of the legislature who were missing since only 226 members were in attendance.“First wave go,” Cortez.