These girls are essentially street hookers, during the day they are given to the security staff as play things, used as guinea pigs by the teachers or...just tortured for fun. At night they are forced out onto to the streets to sell themselves to men who can’t afford to use the brothels, with no protection from the school. Depending on how much money they bring back in the morning depends on how much food, water and rest they got before being put back to work. Benjamin stood at his window like he. He sat on a chair and picked up a phone.It was hard for Cristina to follow the conversation and keep her precarious balance at the same time. She did hear some words: “foreign compact…got her right here…come on over…fun…ride her”.Then Bubba glanced at her and said “Bob and Joe are coming over. You better treat them right.”Bubba exited the room leaving Cristina to struggle to keep her balance while staring at the clock on the wall. The muscles in her calves were threatening to give out and she. Bye."Thinking that he should probably play it safe, Glen dressed as he usually would, but chose his newest pair of brand name jeans and a nice t-shirt with no slogans. A quick look in the mirror confirmed what he wanted to project. If he was too dressed up, it might make her nervous, and she'd already proven a bit skittish. The slightly more clean-cut than usual look did say that he was trying to make an impression, though.Satisfied, he headed down the stairs to give the carpet and seats in the. " Carly whispered as she approached the French girl. "Why are youdoing this?" What 'this'?" Zoe asked. "Irritating Rachel, quitting the job,pretending to be trans?" All of it," Carly asked. "I mean, okay, you've got a new job, but- whytake this job in the first place if you hate it so much?" ...Because of my sister," Zoe sighed. "She's six years older than meand she always made the job seem so glamorous, so exciting, get to visitnew and exotic places... Here I am, stuck in Berlin on a cold.