The belt was still around the pants, so how did I slip into them so quickly….? Wait! Better question! What the…? I gasped, then held my throat, my...eyes widening in shock. My voice… It was different. It couldnt be my voice. It had no bass in it. It was trembling.. Eep! I let out then covered my mouth with both hands. What was going on here!? Why did I sound like this? I then looked down at my hands… then down to eye the rest of my body, which I couldnt see due to the sheer bagginess of my school. The hours were weird, and most days had two hours off between 2 and 4 PM. (After the lunch period which usually started getting quiet around 1:30 PM, then I would go back on shift at 4 for the supper crowd. Of course there was always more of us on duty during the busy periods of 6 -9 AM for breakfast, and 11 - 2 PM for lunch and 4 - 8 PM for supper and dinner. Our shifts were rotational, so each week I'd work a different shift from the week before.I'm not certain when she first came in for. She never does.“Yes!” she cries, squeezing her breasts through her top.One floor up and two doors down, a petite girl from France kneels on the floor in the nude as a fully-dressed officer from Japan ties her hands and feet with soft, white rope.Across the hall, CCL’s cleaning girl tries so hard to work like she’s supposed to. She’s a little chubby, and she always wears black jeans and black hoodies. Her hair is dyed blue, and she has a nose ring… but she’s good at her job, and good at putting. "For years I was so happy about that last night. You came back to show how much you cared about me and loved me. That wasn't it, was it? You just came back to give me a 'pity fuck' didn't you?"My speaking to her like this was a shock and she didn't know what to make of it. "You are trying to say this was my fault, and are laying the blame on me now. Well I would have taken the blame once and I did take it for awhile. All you really are trying to do is excuse the guilt you feel for yourself. I.