In the wall with the door was a large piece of glass and behind the glass was a large television set. The speakers for the television were mounted und...r tiles in the twelve foot ceiling.The picture on the screen made Kelly want to vomit, and she leaned over the metal toilet in the corner next to the shower stall and did exactly that. As she pulled her head up from the toilet, she saw the sink built into the top of it. As she drank from the sink, she realized that she was in a jail cell. Well,. Her hair was such a shiny black that it had a violet sheen.Tucking in tight with the vagina the center of rotational mass is not as easy as it sounds. But Mai and Sewell had countless hours of practice and the contestants fell to them one-by-one.Their closest competition was Corporal Walter Fitzgerald and his blonde gymnast Betty. At a hundred-sixty-eight centimeters, Betty was considerably taller than Mai. And her proudly protruding B-cup breasts threw her center of rotation off, forcing Betty. Angela came in. "You look great Cindy," and pecked me on my forehead."Time to go."We walked back out into a now empty club. Randy handed me a hound's toothcoat with fur on the collar and cuffs. As he held it I slipped my arms inand turned toward him. He tied the belt, took my shoulders and "SmileCindy, everything will work out for the best." He hugged me, kissed mycheek and Angela (I should say Andy as she now wearing a three piece suitwith a slightly undone tie and top coat) handed me a yellow. We were ready for whatever – hopefully involving hooking up with some good-looking guys! Somehow, for the whole trip, it just didn't work out that way, guy-wise, anyway. We had a good time – beautiful water, lying on the beaches, great food, hitting the clubs at night. We drank too much, but what the fuck, it was spring break! There were lots of guys at the clubs, and some of them we'd seen on the beach earlier, where we had been able to get a pretty good look at them. Lots of guys talked to us.