Then my wife’s pussy thrust forward every time Sandy’s hand moved into her pussy. She was obviously in the throes of passion and soon she would re...ch an orgasm. Then it hit, my wife said nothing because they were outdoors she had to hold back her what would have been orgasmic screams. But the look on her face and the way she thrust her entire body upward to meet Sandy’s inward thrusts spoke volumes. My wife arched her back as she thrust her entire body upward as Sandy’s hand and arm pounded her. There was even a microwave oven in the room, though there was no evidence of it ever having been used.We knew from this room that we were on to something, but we did not yet know what that might be. The next room we checked turned out to be a toilet, not too clean, but serviceable. The next room had six metal cots, and four were occupied. Aha! We were definitely finding something that we were not supposed to see.I had a very useful gadget in my backpack. The door opened into the room, and I was. After around 20 minutes, I heard a bike or car honk outside. I got up to go and see but he came outside the bathroom and told me that it was his friend and that he will open the door. After 5 minutes his friend came inside my room. His name was shaman, he was 6 feet tall, very well built, and bald. He asked me to wear my dress and come to another room.I wore my nighty and followed him, he said me to just wear my underwear, so I went back and brought my pink bra and panties and wore them. He. I caught sight of myself in the mirror in the hall and saw a large streak of coal dust across my forehead over the stupid round spectacles I was being required to wear.I picked up my coal scuttle and headed back to the doorway that led to the stairs back down to the servants quarters. As I reached it, I heard a voice call out, “Hang on!”I turned around to see a woman in a mannish three piece tweed suit smiling at me.“You must be one of the new girls. What’s your name?” The woman had slicked.