I said: “i wish you’re my mother.”“why? Don’t you like her?€â€œno, she always finds faults with me. My fathe... also angry with me.”“i know. I know.”Then she leaned forward and I could feel the softness of her breasts on my back. She kissed my nape and said, “i like you.” I could keep no more silent. I blurted out: “i wish you’re my mother.”She laughed.I was hurt at her laughter. I remained silent for a moment feeling the smoothness of her hand on my back. €œcan I. Sarah noticed but didn't mind."Is this a form of payback?" asked Sarah."Yea I guess you could say that" said Emily "It's actually kind of fun."Sarah faced Emily and met her eyes. Then Sarah’s face became contorted, her mouth opened slightly, her eyes squinted and a wet fart erupted from her ass. Both girls began to laugh but strained not to be too loud, knowing there were other people in the bathhouse just made it funnier. Emily was still peeing and it squirted out onto the tile floor in rhythm. "The door slams and I hear a lock snick behind me. I jump up to try to getout, or to appeal to Hector, but it's locked. I look for an escape but thewindows are barred. Outside, the streets glimmer in the fading afternoonlight. Inside, the room is dark, filthy, and strewn with the residue ofbygone orgies: condom wrappers, discarded underwear, and cigarette butts.On the other bed, I notice the prone body of a young girl. She moansquietly. "Get out, go away..."I draw near and whisper "Are you. She was looking me very eagerly. I could not wait much and I laid on her and started kissing her lips. This time it was a perfect French kiss as our both tongues toggled with each other. This kiss continued for about 15 minutes. I went down a bit and started squeezing her breasts. I took her nipples again in my mouth and started sucking her breasts very hardly. Her moaning had become very loud. She was shouting, hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ooooooooooooo ahhhhhhhhh suck my boobs, no one sucked this boobs.