Sunlight streamed in through windows as the maid opened them.Fresh milk and oven-fresh muffins tasted good. Gwen felt her vigor returning. The fresh d...y awakened her senses, and the memory of her first day at Gracely House filled her mind. The acts Mrs. Gracely had led them to perform were incredible as the girl remembered them. It was like a dream.But she remembered Patricia and the fear while walking down the stairs virtually naked to greet her fellow pupils for the first time. It was real.. Had to keep up the look, right? My reputation depended on it.”Fredericka squinted and shuddered.“And then I met this other guy, never mind his name. He was a real stoner, I mean, he not only used the stuff but he sold it. He invited me out. Took me to dinner, then to the lake. He unzipped and told me to suck him. He didn’t like what I did so he raped me.” Another shudder.“I mean, the guy was six feet tall and outweighed me by fifty pounds, at least. ‘Clean yourself up, bitch,’ were his words of. Being a bashful woman, she must have realized, that she couldn't shout and attract attention, with this man's hand deep into her body, under her saree. It would be too embarrassing in public. She tried to wriggle out, but the man just kept his hand inside. My wife, Nirmala's face was distorted due to the effort she was putting, in trying to free herself and also due to her fear, that people may see the man's hand over her crotch, under her saree. She probably wished to be careful not to draw. . you like to do?" she asked."Why don't we have a sexy contest on our big bed? Maybe see which one of us Randy thinks is sexier," I said, watching her reaction. "Once we get started, I'm sure he'll want to come join us on the bed."Okay." She said, "Just have fun. Not be mad, okay? ... Both same size. Be sexy fun. Maybe Randy he watch ... he like to see." Right." I said. "We won't be mad, we'll just see who's sexier," I said, pleased she was so willing to participate."When we do... ?" she.