" I looked shamefully into the carpet.I wasn't the brightest student in my class. Actually, I was the worst.And now I had fucked up again. Alex wasn't...that much brighter, but beinga footballer brains wasn't required. "Can't I do it anyway? No one willnotice. There are boys doing such jobs in the city?" Alex said. "Oh,someone will notice. This hotel is a very tradition bound hotel. Haven'tyou seen the staff here wearing traditional uniforms? The only way no onewould notice, were to be if you. My fantasies always outstripped my realities. I've always loved masturbating. I loved to fantasise. As my sex-toy collection grew, my fantasies grew more and more elaborate. And more bizarre. And more extreme. Though I'd sucked a few cocks, and given a few hand jobs, just about everything I knew today I'd been taught. By my Johan. His warm, slightly minty tongue slid into my mouth, filling me with him while his hands found my ass. I kissed him back fervently. Thinking about this stuff always. We don't want to see bone."The grotesque command made the teen shiver. What was worse was the finishing touch--the attachment of the leather thong around her ankles. She was bound once more, sitting in a chair that somehow reminded her of those pictures of electric chairs in Sing Sing.Betty was next. Annette watched as some boys scooped her mother easily off the floor and put her in the chair facing her.The teen stiffened. The girl watched with horrified fascination as David and the others. I did a little more digging and found out that the half-sister was 18 years old named Marie. Julie and Marie were very close despite the 14 year age difference. Marie was almost like a daughter to Julie. That explained the sadness I saw in the picture of Julie that the police used. Marie had been missing for 2 years now and the case was very cold. It was a dead file without any officer on the case until a new concrete lead turned up.I knew the police would be tracking Julie's last movements to.