”Snowflake and Marlowe had returned. We loaded up to head to the complex.As we drove, I told the six kids, “You will hear this again when we get t...here, but first off, where we are going isn’t jail or prison, but a monstrous foster home. You are now my foster children. The caseworker had the part right about being safer for you than a super-max facility. We aren’t trying to keep you from leaving.”“What? We can just leave?” a kid asked.“Sure, if you want. The security measures keep people from. It was big garden and there was enough space. Nina went in and brought two pairs of rackets. I and Alia were good players so decided it would be really unfair if we both were in the same team so we decided to split. So it was me and Nina in one team and Carl and Alia in the other. It was wonder to see Alias’s breasts bouncing every time she hit the shuttle and Nina had such and beautiful ass, it took me a lot of control to keep myself calm. It was clear that both I and Carl were distracted a. Now you are nothing but a big queer muscle bound bitch. Get over it, faggot. Everyone is gonna know about that pussy you are packing before long.” James shoved the larger man out of the cell and followed Brian down the runway. Brian’s face was crimson, several convicts were on the run and looked at him with curious gazes. James slapped the man on the butt playfully. “Shake that money maker, punk. Don’t be ashamed, shake that hot pussy!” There was laughter and. "Both Chris and Todd slowly rose up and saw a figure standing at their dresser at the other side of their room with his back to them.Chris said, "What's a man doing in our room?"The man was stealthily and methodically going over the items on their shared dresser, all their make-up and the wigs they used to turn themselves into their feminine alter egos Candy and Tiffany. This was the fifth morning since they started participating in the "Best Girl" competition. The contest was being run by.