I didn't think too much about it. Perhaps she wanted to freshen up her make up, or go to the bathroom. When I saw her turn left instead of right at th... top of the stairs though, I almost lost my appetite. She was definitely going to see a sight when she went into my bedroom. I felt bad for Shirley, but it was too late. Maybe I should have stayed up there with her, foregoing dinner. Now, at the very least, she was going to be very embarrassed by my mother's seeing her like that.Dad looked over. ”“Quid pro quo,” I nodded.“Very much so John, though if they’d had children, it would be a right of theirs ... not that they knew we could do it ... officially that is.”“Yes. Well, let’s see these young ladies and see where the pressure points are.”Cara and Alexis were still fearful, though felt a lot safer than they did a few days ago. They were now dressed modestly and well fed, their health returned to them after being on the verge of starvation. Their history had taught them not to trust. The bitch was mine. I told her to sit back down. She obeyed. I knelt down in front of her and rubbed her legs, starting with her ankles and working my way up. Her pantyhose were silky smooth. I was surprised when I felt skin. She was wearing stockings! The little slut. She shuddered as I reached her inner thigh, caressing the soft skin. I brushed my hand against her crotch. She was wearing silky panties. I wondered what kind they were. I had to find out. I grabbed her ankles and lifted her legs. It’s for protection against head lice or to kill any you have. You druggies are full of all kinds of shit. Also, be sure to use the body soap. Again it’s for your protection.”I look for a curtain — but there isn’t one. After removing my clothes, I reach for the shampoo and notice the guard staring at me.“Don’t look at me,” she snaps, “get washing. They’re waiting for you.” They’re waiting? Who’s waiting?After washing, I dry and try to cover my naked body with the small towel they’ve given me..