The movie hammered the point home, even more so than the book, that a horny girl could get her ass killed... in a heartbeat... by indiscriminate sex w...th total strangers.Unless... Unless the playing field, the sex arena, could be controlled somehow. That eliminated singles bars of any stripe. Too dangerous by their very open nature, their willingness to let all and anyone pass through their doors. They made no attempt to (how could they and why should they?) keep out the riffraff, the hoi. She finished this off with a pair of five-inch heels.She was now ready and it was only 5 pm, she tried desperately not to think of the night ahead but the harder she tried the more excited she became. Finally she could resist no longer and lay on her bed to play with her already soaking pussy as she imagined all kinds of things being done to her.With four fingers buried deep inside her cunt, she began trembling as the first throes of orgasm broke. She panted herself through the first few. The door was still ajar and light was showing the folds of her shalwar on her thighs very clearly. I stood there looking and looking, unable to come in due to my fear and guilt.I noticed that the folds of her shalwar were more concentrated, rather bunched, around the area between her thighs. I also noticed that part of her nala (cord) was hanging out of her shalwar and was caught in those folds between her thighs. It disappeared along the curve that went down towards her buttocks. I don’t know. Mike closed the door behind her, and went to Bridget's room, by way of the bathroom. It was her first time peeing as a girl, and she almost stood up, but there was nothing to grab. Turning around, she sat down, and then let it go. She was surprised at how fast it came out compared to being a guy. She was empty in seconds. She got up, and wiped herself. Then she went to Bridget's room, and closed her door. She realized that in the last change, the machine had erased Bridget's outfit. She.