We were instructed to come downstairs where the other girls were all waiting. We stood in line and the "big sisters" went by and checked us all out. ...We were then told that we were going to play a series of "games" for the weekend and that the first one was about to begin. I was given a little red piece of paper that had the name 'big sister Amy" written on it. The Mistress of the House who is the charge showed me who Amy was and Mercedes and myself followed her to a bedroom on the first. We weren’t really friendly but always said hello andsometimes made small talk, but it was a shoulder to cryon, so I told her what happened. She let me pour myheart out to her for which I was very grateful and gaveme the attention I needed most right then, the factsomebody cared about my life. She wrapped her armsaround me and consoled me so that I began to feelbetter about myself and my situation. When I stopped crying she invited me over to her placefor dinner, telling me that her. The Captain picked her immediately.“Topless lady, what is your name?”“Gretchen,” she replied. “My steamy passage was written by Googly_Eyes and it’s called Hotel Curtains.”“Here,” said the Captain, “take the mike; I want everyone to hear this.”Gretchen began reading, and the story unfolded slowly. It was about this exhibitionist man whose passion was having other people watch him fucking his girlfriend. She wasn’t so comfy with his ideas, so he had to trick her into believing that when he. It was just few more days left of her return and sadness crept her mind one night when she got emotional realizing she has to leave her father. Vishwanath was equally sad and couldn’t get sleep laying on bed when he heard the crack of his door. He saw his daughter standing in a maroon silky nighty that hardly contained her nubile structure, showing off her well-toned legs and little of her thighs as she walked inside. He smiled at her aware that he was getting to see more of his daughter’s.