I was manoeuvred out of the dance hall with ease, as I stumbled, but walked wih him unsteadily, and soon we were encamped outside my cabin, and Bill t...ook my handbag from me and went through it for my cabin pass key. Finding it I was guided to the bed and Bill turned and closed the door and turned the light on.I sat slumped on the bed, then eased onto my side as my head touched the soft pillow.Bill came over and pushed my dress up high, far enough to show my stockings and garter belt, that held. .. and then she starts touching herself! OMG I was literally getting eaten and watching our maid masterbate -- and slip her feather duster end into her slit. OMG she was a slut on her own - not just for a green card. I loved to watch this shit... I was grinding on Danny's tongue and cumming as she slammed herself over and over with the duster... Danny came up for air and saw the show as well... he started telling me that he has watched when dad fucks her and she begs for more cocks and more. She was not paying attention to Anna, but that was ok. The little girl was simply kicking her feat, back and forth, because they were too short to reach the ground. She was wearing a white shirt with a red trimmed, button-up collar, and red sleeves, as well and brown shorts that came down to her knees and red sneakers. Under her shoulder length blonde hair, two bright brown eyes show, and a slight frown on her face. Anna thought about how much the little girl looked like her. Though she was. He then asked lots of questions about the dance andwhen Zak would be bringing me home.Entering the dance hall as a girl was a nerve-wracking experience. A fewtimes I saw the same reaction I got from Zak and my father: initialconfusion, followed by an "Oh, of course" type of expression.I felt really strange attending the dance in a dress. I'd never worn adress before, and never had boobs before. Yet here I was in a dress, whichhighlighted these boobs I suddenly had. I felt like I was some sort.