"It's time for a dose of culture. So drink those down and follow me. Believe me you'll enjoy it."Janice led the way out of the pub and along Millbank ...towards the Houses of Parliament. It was only a short walk which was just as well given the height of the heels on Nadine's shoes.The entrance to the Tate Gallery was imposing, the steps up from the roadway seemed to beckon the girls inside, Janice striding out in front, Nadine and Celia following much less certainly behind. "We're not at all sure. The problem was he really needed to fight at the rail, an exposed position if there ever was one."Canna tell fur sure," the captain replied stroking his beard. "An hour, maybe two. It take them awhile to come alongside once they start the approach. I be sounding the alarm when we see them getting near." I guess I'll go get some breakfast then. Wouldn't want to fight on an empty stomach."Breakfast was a meager thing: hard biscuit with salt pork and a mug of watered beer. He took it off the mess. Betty had gone from having three to four customers on average per day to having more than twenty. She was also on display for countless strangers on webcam.Betty was never given permission to masturbate. Karen told her when and how to masturbate for relief as a reward for good behavior. The only time Cheyenne and Savannah were permitted to masturbate was when their chastity belts needed cleaning.Karen made it a ritual and usually performed it in full view of customers as sort of a floor show. She got up to go to the bathroom dropping her skirt on the floor. I was asleep before she returned.The next morning I awoke to find her beside me, still asleep. Dried milk covered part of my face and chest. I could hear a vacuum cleaner down the hall, and its sound had slowly awoken me. I turned to stare at her. The blanket only covered her from the waist down, so for the first time I looked upon her magnificent breasts in the light of the morning sun. She lay slightly on her side, facing me,.