" The man shrugged with disinterest."Come on Bree."With very little choice Bree nervously followed this doppelganger of her friend down the stairs to ...he lounge.The lounge was laid out just like any other bar, tables and chairs, with more secluded cubicles towards the rear. A bar ran along one wall and a door led towards a private area at the rear. This bar, however, was different in one major detail. Everyone was with someone. There were no singles allowed at this event. No lap dancers or. I stepped outside as I would have done any other time to see if the entire neighborhood was out of power.I was greeted to a shock of all my senses. First, I was hit by the odd silence, no sounds of car or of people. Then the smell hit my olfactory sense. It was a very odd sweet smell. I stood in my doorway looking and listening and there was no sound of people, just the birds. I walked down the street, looking at the homes and that is when a sense of dread came over me. I saw homes with. He worked his fingers around her hot opening until she couldn’t take it anymore. She pushed his hand away and grabbed his cock guiding him to her slit. She looked deep into his eyes, the only light in the closet came from the cracks in the door. They stared at each other, their gazes deep with passions. She whispered and it came out barely audible, ‘…take me.’ He needed no more instruction and let her guide his pulsating cock into her tight, warm pussy. She bit her lip as he slid it inside of. I got up. “Lesbianism and fighting, all four of you are going to be locked up in your cell this morning. Then we will decide your punishments.” Catherine ordered both me and Sally to kneel on the shower floor and hold our hands behind our heads. We did as ordered. Guard Lana led Sherry and Angela away.Sally started crying. This was not in the script. Catherine stroked her chin. “What’s wrong dear?” “I am the cause of all this trouble.” “No you are not. Those two fight all the time, right.