€œemma,” I said and put my right hand around her waist and rested my head on her naked left shoulder. I was shaking like an aspen. €œw...at?€ I did not reply. My breath was heavy. She tried to move. €œemma, (means mother in Tamil) I whispered and waited a second. €œi want to suck your breasts.” I managed to blurt out. It was a bold request. I knew she loved me and she won’t hit me. And at the most she’ll chide me. I was feeling feverish and kissed her naked shoulder a couple of. “Good. I hope you had the chance to see all that the council headquarters has to offer.”I was flabbergasted. I had seen only the meeting room, my room and the arena. I didn’t know this place had anything else to offer.I said, “Not really. I was busy with training this past month and didn’t really have the time.”My answer seemed to surprise Emma. She said, “Really? Then there is one place you really must see before you leave.”And without waiting for my response, she started walking away from me,. Her dad was a CEO for something, her mom was a housewife and she had a brother named Christopher. Our only class together was gym, and as she and the other girls talked about boys, I could tell which ones were experienced and which were not. I would smile inwardly, thinking 'if you only knew'.My body had changed somewhat over the preceding months; my breasts had grown to the point where they bounced and ached if they were unrestrained. My pubic hair was spreading upward, requiring me to trim it. Some would be assigned dresses, others would receive a skirt or perhaps merely a blouse. Often he would simply shake his head and the girl would walk away: Management had dictated that she remain nude for awhile. The dressing room constituted the end of the tour and we walked outside. Several Guests stood waiting impatiently for the girls as they exited, each eager to claim his next sexual conquest fresh from her shower. Greg confirmed that Cynthia would be available for me to interview later.