I made my way trough the torrent of tourists, tournament enthusiasts and pickpockets, used my pass on the scanner and entered the fancy, air condition...d building that housed the registration office.The cut off period was noon today and so only one lone, but nonetheless very cute girl was still manning the desk. Despite my tardiness, she welcomed me with a cheerful smile. “Hello Cutie, are you here to enter the great Rasheul slave tournament?”I nodded in confirmation and showed the receptionist. "Hi, Jake. How yo doin?", Sammy asked me, her smile a respite from the constant pressure she put herself through. "I'm fine, Math class is next. Did the homework?", I replied suddenly taking her interest in her body. I darted my eyes from her head to toe and I liked what I see. The past few weeks had been momentous because the times I masturbated increased and I wanted it even more nowadays. "Yeah, I couldn't do the last 3-4 questions. Have you? Ohh, wrong person to ask", She smiled and went to. As I try to focus my fleeting thoughts I lay back down into the buttery soft sheets. This room, this bed was supposed to get us some carnal action for the night. I wonder where my friends are? Three young men sat at a bar taking shots as the nightclub slowly fills up. The bartenders are exceptionally beautiful. I think I may have tried to get one of their numbers. Three young women join us for a round of shots then we walk over to the dance floor. All of a sudden I am upstairs in the VIP lounge. ”Christy laughs saying. “Guess better here than on the couch.” “ If youwant we can help change sheets.” says Susie. “Not till we are done.” shesays. We sitting having a drink for a few minutes, they are talking on severalgirl subjects. It made me feel out of place. Like How much each bleedduring their periods and how long each last. Then Christy says she foundsome of her mom and dad’s sex toys. the other day snooping around. Jo islike “Oh yea like what?” “I don’t know here I’ll go get them.