“Ok fellas, I have to call it a night”, announced Janet to her colleagues“Rob and I are driving back tonight…yes we have a designated driver�..., said Rob, “so why don’t you join us ?”.“And try to sleep in a moving car next to two guys who smell of alcohol ?”, cried Janet playfully. “Ok ok…so you prefer to sleep here and fly back Saturday morning”, said William with some understanding. “It’s probably a wise decision”, he continued ,”and besides it’s what you do every time we come here”.That was. “We want to be sure we can get in to start setting up.” I called and was assured that PH would be open when we arrived. A call after we arrived told us we needed to wait for about 5 minutes.We pulled tables and racks of chairs out from under the stage. Roberta knew where stuff was because she had been there before. “Four tables in a row about five meters from the stage. Center the tables on the stage.” Roberta went back to the truck bringing back some boxes. Then looking at the tables she said,. A little further on from this setup, there was another guy who was lying flat on his back in the channel, being pissed on by two other men at the same time. On the opposite wall, a guy was secured to one of the wooden structures and getting flogged. To my right, a guy was bent over the bunk in one of the cubicles, receiving a solid fist-fucking.Three of the four slings were in use. The first sling had a man on his back being spit roasted by two men while another two guys were pissing on the. "I lift my arms up and she slides the white satin camisole over my headand fits me perfectly. "I bet that feels way better than your old boyundershirts that are made of cotton." Before I can say anything on howgirly the satin undershirt looks and feels on me mommy is talking again."Okay sweetie lift your arms up again so I can put your new top, I meantee shirt on you." I lift my arms up again; I feel a tee shirt beingpulled over my head while my arms pop through the puffy sleeves withelastic.