Whitney had been rudely pulled out of her shower a few minutes ago. She had been up for the last hour and was preparing for her daily shift with A-tea... when Jessica had burst into her shower area with the knife and ordered her out. Whitney barely had time to grab her bathrobe as she was hustled into the lounge. It was a drill Uno had forced her to practice several times, but one look at Jessica’s wild eyes told her this wasn’t a drill. So Whitney sat meekly in a chair, her hair dripping wet.. "Mmmmmmm" was all Claire could utter. "Right ! Play with them and entertain Sparky by licking and fucking each other". With that she took her box of tricks and wandered upstairs. The girls did as they were told. They started wanking themselves and then each other. 69ing and thrusting the vibrators into each others pussy. "They've done this before" I thought to myself. My cock was bursting out of my jeans. Then Christine reappeared !The action stopped ! She walked in wearing a strap-on ! We all. As they crossed the club Beth took Pat’s hand. She placed her other hand on Pat’s arm, and rested her head on her friend’s shoulder. They walked across the floor and out the door as if they were joined at the hip. They found the men standing outside having a smoke as they continued to talk sports with a few of the other men. They walked the mile back to the cabin they all felt the drinks warming them from the inside, while the night air cooled their skin. They walked in silence. Each man arm. Would you like to share her with me?,” Alana asks with a very flirtatious smile.Before I can answer a waiter offers us all another round of drinks and nibbles and I drift off to network with some of my colleagues.Twenty-five minutes later Alana and Janet are chatting and flirting like long lost friends. “Talk to Janet while I freshen up,” Alana tells me as she excuses herself.“Alana told me you are two-years older than her. She told me she is bisexual, just as I am. She told me you are an.