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Josef began to strip next to me, kicking his clothes toward the wall. Then he came up to me, naked, and grabbed the bottom of my dress, lifting it up. I gasped and considered backing away, but what was the use? I let him pull it over my head and toss it to the wall with his clothes. He smiled at me, nonchalant, and gave me a once over. I crossed my arms over my chest and pressed my legs together, but he didn’t try to stare. He went to his shower head, so I went to mine.
    I felt awkward and stiff showering in front of two other people, though they didn’t care at all. Just washed themselves and paid no attention to me. I washed my hair and peeked glances at Perla’s perfect body. Thin and sculpted. No cellulite in sight. I wondered if they made her workout. Or if constant sex was her workout.
    I shivered under the hot water. I felt chubby next to her. I was shorter, so every pound I gained or lost showed. I’d put on ten pounds since high school. Compared to Perla my body was soft and untoned. Trying not too look at her anymore, I turned toward Josef, who had his eyes closed and his face upturned to the water, his hands running back over his long, dark hair.
    And, yes. I couldn’t help myself…I looked down. He was long . In his unaroused state, he was almost as long as my ex-boyfriend got when he was hard. Maybe it was my imagination, but Josef seemed to be growing at that moment. I looked up and caught his dark eyes watching me with a half-grin.
    “He come awake if you look at him.”
    Perla laughed next to us, shaking her head as she shut off the water. My face was burning hot. I stuck my head under the water to rinse, embarrassed beyond belief.
    We dried off with the fluffy towels, and while they hung theirs up and opted to walk naked, I wrapped mine tightly around myself.
    Low feminine voices sounded from the entrance to our rooms and a door shut. Two women stood in the archway to the bathroom and stared at me. I stared back. They were as different as can be—one a tall, stunning European looking woman with a brunette bob and icy blue eyes, the other a petite Asian girl with silky black hair that went down to her waist. The taller woman wore fishnet stockings, knee-high black stiletto boots, and a tight, black leather dress which spilled massive amounts of natural cleavage. Very dominatrix.
    The tiny girl was in a purple mini skirt and a black lace bra. She looked like she’d had implants like Perla because they were too gigantic for her small frame.
    Both of them wore the black collars. The taller woman gave me a sly smile as she looked me over.
    “A new one? And shy, too, no?” Yes, her accent was definitely something European, but not very strong. She had to be at least thirty, which meant she’d probably been with Marco a while.
    The other girl glared at me with something like contempt, and I felt myself shrinking from her. She was about my age, maybe even younger. I didn’t want to make any enemies, so I dropped my eyes, trying to show respect. Josef stayed at my side. I felt the warmth of his arm next to mine.
    “Sea amable…” Perla warned the girl as she passed her. You be nice.
    “Jin,” said Josef. “This es Angel. She speak only Inglés.” He nudged me and I looked up, nodding at her. “Angel, this es Jin, y this es Mia. We make her feel welcome, yes?”
    Mia nodded, and Jin rolled her eyes. She actually rolled her eyes! What was her problem? Her immediate attitude toward me made me want to lash out. I didn’t want to be here and I didn’t deserve to be treated like shit from another slave. It wasn’t right. None of this was right.
    “Angel,” called Perla from the bedroom area. “Ven aquí...come here, por favor.”
    I passed the two girls, giving them plenty of space, and heard them enter the bathroom for showers. I went to Perla in the closet area while Josef fell naked onto his mattress for a rest.
    Perla dressed me in a long-sleeved cotton dress that went to my ankles. It scooped