Chapter Sixteen
“And these two.”
The man pointing at Cassie and Gina wasn’t a guard, but his suit and bowtie nonetheless looked like it could be a uniform. The guard with him nodded and made a note on a clipboard, and they moved on.
What—or who—had they just been selected for?
“That guy,” Gina told her, “decides who gets to be the entertainment in the hotel bars.” She’d never been selected before so she couldn’t say how it would play out.
They had to wait a couple of hours before anything happened. They passed the time in each other’s arms. Cassie accepted gentle kisses from Gina, began to reciprocate. Fingers trailed across breasts, fondled, stroked n*****s that hardened in response. Gina wedged her thigh between Cassie’s, placing pressure on her c**t. Soon, Cassie’s hips were moving
