I was hard as a rock. She did notice me hard to and I kept trying to play it off. I sat down drank my drink and talked a little more. I kept noticing ...he was moving her hand around. Everything seemed wierd. I asked her what it was in her hand. She said just a remote. But she kept clicking it. Then she would squirm even more. By now the food was done. And for whatever reason my cock would not go down. She kept snickering about it. We go in and take the food in. I noticed her leg was wet like she. We were lucky enough to have a "club room" in the basement of a building where the father of one us guys worked as janitor. The clubroom was a perfect place for us to gather for some drinks of cheap booze supplied by a smuggler before going out for dancing at Saturday evenings.After a couple of drinks this Saturday evening we decided that this damn Rupert or "The RAT" as he was called behind his back ought to be punished. After several wild suggestions we agreed about a simple action.Rupert was. “You can leave the towel here Penny.”“Oh yes.” and I threw it into the hamper. Then started walking to the door.“Penny, your dress, you’ll need it if you’re going to the restaurant.”“Oh yes, that nap has left me half asleep.”George gave me the dress and I started to walk to the lift carrying the dress.As the lift doors opened 3 men got out, all of them looking at the naked little girl but none of them saying anything.Back in my room I had a quick shower and felt much more alert. Putting the. Three guards eyed them carefully before approaching. The driver rolled down the window and spoke to them in German before being ushered through. Tamara saw two rows of narrow buildings, and two bulky structures which looked like bunkers. There were trees filling the ground on the property, even between buildings, and they provided a great deal of shade to the area.They parked next to one of the bunker-looking buildings and were escorted inside. Tamara waited in a small, grey room while.