The bed took up almost the entire room; it was hard to walk around it to the tiny bathroom. The hand towels were almost like paper towels they were so...thin. The scratchy blanket was all there was on the bed, and it was probably stained with cum from dozens of rentals by the local hookers.As soon as we walked into the room, he ordered me to strip. I noticed that the window curtains were wide open, and the room faced a busy street. The lights were on and anyone could see us inside. I hesitated,. According to the vocalizations she let out, I was at least partly successful. Since the place in which the girls and Manuela would be living was the backside of a whorehouse, I don't think that anybody cared much. With the payment I had made to the Madam of that house, I guessed I practically owned the house, now.In my agreement with Rodrigo he had promised that the house could stay independent, and its security would be taken care of. Also, the three women who had left the previous family. .." ...Yes, Sir " 'sigh'The guy with multiples monocles on his right eye reinserted the probe inside my vagina for the seventh time as her hospital pants opened itself to let it in. It slid smoothly past the cervix and stuck to my future child.TUT TUT TUT BiiiiiiiPOn one of the floating screens, the updated information was displayed..."...Okay, we're ready" said the one who appeared to be leading the operation.The probe slid down my slit and the leukorrhea on it seemed to disappear into fine. Inside is a large glass butt-plug. Much bigger then the one I already have. "It can't be from the hubby, he knows I really don't like the one I have," I think to myself as I take it out and see that there is a small black envelope on the ribbon tied around the base."Really, another note?" I think to myself.I open the envelope and pull out the note. It reads, "Well, well, well, now what is this? I want you to put your new toy in for the rest of the day. I have arranged for the kids to be away.