She's fixing to leave"......well I was wrong. She was only wearing a gown and panties.....and as she sat there staring at me, one hand went to her ti...s and the other went to her pussy. "Stand up and let me see what you look like", she told me. So I stood up and did a slow turn for her. I was wearing a white see-through blouse, black bra, navy blue mini skirt, black lace panties and black stockings (I HATE pantyhose and thongs!!!) and I didn't have a wig or make-up at that time. She sat. "Come on now Vera honey" he whined. "You know I love you and I need relief!"Vera just cackled and ran on toward her bedroom, where, Cindy Ella knew, Roger would soon find his "relief". Vera was a dyed in the wool strumpet, just like her sister Maude and their mother, Gerda. That Gerda was also Cindy Ella's step-mother was one of the things that routinely made Cindy Ella sigh with remorse.Cindy Ella scrubbed harder, trying to scrunch herself into a dirty ball that no one would notice. She had no. She approached the third bunk and leaned over to repeat the process. This bunk belonged to Sonya. As the hand clamped over her mouth Sonya came to instant wakefulness and with lightning reaction her hand gripped the hand that held the fast descending blade. With a shove, Sonya pushed, and her aggressor stumbled back."Lights!" Sonya yelled. Instantly the bay was flooded in light as the room's robotics responded to the order and tripped the light switches. There stood Lucinda bloody knife in hand. My cock which was taped down was getting rubbed as the guy tried to dirty dance with me. He squeezed my tits, which felt very real. Janet then came over as I was dancing and suggested that I reach my hand in the guy’s shorts and stroke his cock while we dance. I said no way and she reminded me that I was her slave. I complied by reaching in his shorts and stroked him while we danced. All the girls were laughing and everyone on the dance floor knew what we were doing as he kissed me. I wasn't.