.. , "Well this could be fun," she thought.Steve walked up to the counter with Olivia in tow, "Hi, I'm Steve I think we spoke on the phone earlier," h... said to the portly, grizzled old man behind the counter."Yeah, sure, you said your girl would put on a show and to invite as many guys as possible as part of a deal, so what's the deal?" I need six or seven really slutty outfits for my girls and I thought we could work out a trade, her services for the merchandise," Steve suggested."I think we. .. maybe spiritually too – he didn't know enough about that sort of thing to judge. Their lips were pressed together, so they neither could speak, but somehow;"I love you," she told him."And I love you ... never have I known anything like this!" I know ... I think we're flying..."Then there were other presences with them and a warm, loving benediction."At last!" Said a man's voice, full of joy."Now you know. This is how it should be for you two. Hold on to this in eternity." That was a woman's. I just visualize your breasts being whipped and glowing red, I see your nipples enduring painful clamps. I see party guests creating a zipper of tight clothes pins across your exposed chest and nipples and counting down to the ripping off of those nipple clamps. Oh yes you'll get quite a workout on that chest!And your ass, so well presented on the other side of the wall. I see all manner of flogging and competition to see who can get the best raised angry red welt on your poor ass. I see. That was close! As she'd stepped out into the hotel hallway, she'd seen the shadow of someone approaching. She'd ducked back in time, though.It certainly wouldn't do to get caught by one the chaperones. If one of the coaches spotted her out of her room after curfew, they'd think she'd snuck off to see her boyfriend, Randy. The young quarterback's spunk, viscously sliding down the walls of her immature vagina and collecting in her dampening cheer-panties, reminded her that they would be correct.