' Surprisingly, the setup worked, and average occupancy (unofficial) was up: even Dolores admitted it. I couldn't bear the thought of dragging out of ...oors again so I called for pizza, ate it in the little breakfast-room, and went to bed. I set my mobile and was unconscious in about ten seconds.The phone's irritating melody forced its way through the sleep clouds. 'PILAR NURSE' said the screen, adding that it was two twenty-seven. I looked at it with hatred and hit the green key.'Alex?' Her. Masha whispers for two or three minutes in his ear. Ole and I can’t hear a word but we expect a bitter vengeance. I know the unforgiving Masha. Our eyes are blindfolded and we are led to the bed. We have to lie down. Arms up and feet spread we are bound to the bedposts. “Oh shit”, I think, “this will become at best interesting”. For five minutes, nothing happens. “They try to torture us with inactivity”, I think and shout: “Hey, you bastards. Play with us”. Another two minutes more tick away in. Rod, his jock friends, and the girls that hung around them enjoyed throwing little barbs at Matt whenever they had the chance. The guys usually were very direct about his lack of manhood. The girls were more subtle but the impact on him was just as painful. Tracy was often close enough to hear what was going on.It was hard for Matt to believe that Chelsea knew about the things they were saying to him. He could not see how she could change enough to be a part of the ridicule. Yet, she was. She didn’t flinch yet. One second...another one. The man’s eyes were moving, surely he knew - back! Had she retreated just in time? She dearly hoped she had.She could continue her musings in her bedchamber... Back the way she came, soundless as before... She reached the landing, and within minutes she was safely back at her chamber door. Then, suddenly, she couldn’t move anymore. Someone behind her... Iron grip.?Going somewhere??She turned around violently, looking straight into the blue eyes.