Before me is another girl, this one about my own height, with blonde hair and a happy open face. I'm not sure if I should say anything about what Judy... did, but I decide to leave it for now. She smiles perhaps a little diffidently and says, "Hello, Fifty. I am Ylena, but you should call me Gaspazha."Her English is very good, but accented. I guess from having met colleagues from Eastern Europe at the university that she is from Russia, or possibly somewhere on the Baltic. She has a slim athletic. "No!" she said, "Well at least let me undo the hooks, this cost an absolute fortune." Of course," I said, "Allow me."She sat on the bed as I unfastened her dress, "Be careful," she pleaded and then she stood and it fell around her feet.Her well rounded breasts bulged over her red corset, her red knickers enclosed by the suspender straps, and she stood up and laid the dress carefully on the dresser."That's better," she said and she screamed, "Rape," again several times."Ot would appear the US. Wear underwear, changing in front of each other and use the toilet and the shower together is normal for them. Even if this is normal for them, they are not exhibitionist and they have never done this to expose themselves or in any sexual way and they are not used to do this with people out of their family. Especially Ely is very embarrassed to wear underwear or to change and to be naked in front of friends or strangers. This was true since some years ago when Ely caught her brother to watch. Sara was the later. It also dripped with her sexy sound.I whispered. "Steve is a lucky guy." I chuckled. When Pat whipped her head around, I chuckled some more. I said, "She sounds delectable, my love." Pat turned back to her duties though I'm sure to hear about that later.It was quiet across the barricade as a long minute passed with no activity from either side. Heather came over the radio. "General Honey, they are having quite an argument. There are about thirty of them. Ten or fifteen want.