Her mind scrambled as she for once had the freedom to speak! If nothingelse she can talk! "Why are you doing this to me?" she cried. Her arms released...rom the chains, weak still feeling numb from being held motionless as theyfall to the sides of the bubble. "Who are you?" she demanded. Not a word said,another door opens in front of her and the pedestal continued to carry herforward. "What are you going to do to me?" she screamed out in terror. Nota single word of reply as the door shut behind. “Nikola.”“Take me to my room, Nikola, that’s the order!”“Yes, Sir!”He tried to put his left arm around my shoulder, but since he was shorter, it was easier for him to hold me around the waist. I helped him walk slowly on the wet slippery path to the next building where his room was. We went inside. I turned on the light and barely made it to sit him on the bed. He was very heavy for such a short man.“Soldier,” he rolled his tongue.“At service, Comrade Lieutenant,” I answered the way I had. I asked if she regularly had sex at the airport. She said that it was her first time after her husband’s death.She had watched a sex clip and was damn horny. We exchanged our contacts to meet later.Now I boarded my flight and reached Sao Paulo, Brazil. I reached my hostel and was excited about the carnival. I was staying in a hostel to save money. The hostel had co-ed washrooms. They had bunk beds. There were a total of six beds in one room with mixed occupancy.On my first day, I was tired and. However, with the three of us directing the movers, it wasn't that hard. The cars came in around 11:30 and were quickly offloaded and put in the garage. The moving van was there right at noon, and by six they were done with their part. Now came our work, unpacking.For the next three days, we unpacked and got everything arranged the way we ... er, the girls, wanted them. The new employees would be showing up next Monday, and I had temporarily set them up with rooms at the motel we stayed at.