.. They were starting to awaken. There were two who would never wake up again, but I suppose that would be considered "within acceptable parameters." ...Then again they were all, by the General's definition, "infidel American whores." Even if all of them had died, it would be regrettable only due to the "low return" from that particular expense against the "entertainment" budget.Charlotte made the rounds of the new women as the effects of their drugging wore off. She introduced herself and tried. When she had the bath filled to her satisfaction she sprinkled some bath salts in and then glanced at me, seemed about to say something before changing her mind, and, with a shrug, slipped her wrap off and hung it up. In just her panties she moved to the side of the bath and turned half away from me and slid her nickers down and off. The way she was standing, and I figure it was deliberately calculated, didn't let me see either a full view of her front or her back but I did get a fine shot of. "You have to fuck me!" I felt his strong hands grasp firmly beneath my arms as he lifted me up, my fingers running through a dense forest of chest hair as I loosened his shirt while he pushed me towards the back of the room. I felt the softness of a cushion against my back as he pushed me on to an old settee, kissing my lips firmly and lustily groping my soft tits. I leant back and opened my legs, enclosing his lower torso and manhood between them, pulling his eager cock into my waiting pussy.. I'm pretty nervous too but I wanted to give you some advice my Dad gave me at the start of the season."John nodded appreciatively before Dave continued, "Your golf swing is by far the best I have ever seen it. You're hitting the ball incredible. Don't fuck it up by over-thinking." Dave chuckled, "That's not quite how Dad said it; but you get the point. Trust your swing. Don't try to force a shot by hitting a club farther then you know you can hit it. Pick a different club and put a normal swing.