Rocket, that's what they called her. I didn't like anything about that hell hole. Everything scared me, even the girl they called Sweat-Pea at first. Everything and everyone terrified me, except for Rocket. She seemed sweet, kind, and definitely seductive… Since I first met her she captured my attention.

"Don't worry: I don't bite very hard…" Normally I would have blushed, gasped, done something! But so much had happened recently that I wasn't sure I was able to show any emotions other that fear anymore. Her smile seemed to be the only real thing in this place. It was sincere and just brightened the darkest of paths. Everything just seemed like a dream for a few minutes, I just remember spitting on the devil and Rocket laughing; oh, what beautiful laughter it was! As soon as she showed me the rooms, I snapped back to reality and my stomach lurched for two reasons: one was that it scared me, and two was how hot she looked sitting on that bed. She said some stuff; it didn't really sink in at the time: something about Blue owning this place and that we were the main attraction or something. But when she came right up close to me: my breathing stopped. She smelled really nice because she had some sort of perfume on. I kept staring into her beautiful, chestnut brown eyes. She talked in a whisper, but I heard very clearly. When she said 'special', a shiver ran down my spine because of the way she looked at me. She was just so close…

When she introduced me to the rest of the gang, I felt a warm tingling just below my belly as my heart raced. Was every girl in this place hot or something?

"Babydoll, that's, Blondie, and you've already met my sister Sweet-Pea."

"Watch yourself." Did her sister not trust me or something?

"Yeah."

"Come on you guys, just give her a break."

"Yeah, she hasn't done anything to you guys." I had just come here and I knew I was going to get along with Amber and Rocket because they were already defending me.

"You best friends now?" When Sweet-Pea said that, the warmth was replaced with a knot.

"Will you just let me finish my tour please? Thank you." I loved Rocket's voice, so sweet, I loved her smile too; well, I really loved everything about her.

"Everybody gets a dance, a routine. We practice it; we practice it; we practice it, and then the men come and watch us preform and if they like what they see, well… That's why we dance…"

Men, just men. I hated being sold as a sex toy, but I hated the fact the fact it would be for a man even more. I never loved a man, I've only hated them. They're rough and just care about sex. If I were to get a client, I would want it to at least be a girl. Maybe I could hire Rocket… No, it's wrong, pull yourself together Baby! We left the studio and she walked me through the rest of the place.

"Are they just men?" I embarrassingly asked in a whisper.

"Ah, she talks!" She said teasingly, I looked down.

"Men, what kind of question is that you funny goose? Duh! Why would you ask such a thing?"

"Your right, that was stupid, sorry…" I murmured.

"Oh, I get it…" She put her hand on my shoulder and turned me around to face her. With her other hand she flipped my pig tail back and crouched down so her mouth was next to my ear. She was so close to me that her lips brushed against my skin as she spoke. My heart raced, my skin tingled, and a throb began bellow my belly.

"You're into girls aren't you?" I shivered for only one reason now and she pulled back, a seductive look in her eyes.

"I'm terribly sorry to inform you that I doubt that you'll have any female clients."

"I-I don't want any clients," Unless it's you… "I believe that sex should only be part of a relationship." My voice was still a bit rough.

"Same here Baby, but we have to." She looked sad and continued. "It's been a while since I've had a fuck with someone I liked…" She looked at me and I gulped, what was she thinking of because I REALLY wanted to know. She turned away.

"Come on: let me show you the rest."

You know how when something doesn't sink in and when it does it hits you hard, well, later on, around ten pm, it hit me: I was going to be a sex toy for a gender I didn't even like! I felt sick all of a sudden so I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I don't know when I started crying, but I guess I did. I don't know how long I was in there before Rocket came in. I must have been keeping them awake. She's gona tell me to be quiet. Instead, she sat down next to me, she just sat there. I couldn't meet her gaze.

"Sorry, I'm keeping you guys awake, aren't I?" I choked out. She smiled and put her arm around me and she rested her head on my shoulder.

"It's ok." She hugged me and rocked us back and forth.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For being so nice to me."

"That was nothing."

"Shut up! You're the only one who's really been nice to me." Her head rested against the wall, I turned my head to face when-BAM! Our lips met. It was a fluke, a complete accident! But she didn't pull away. Instead, she sat or her knees and put her arms around me. It felt nice, just a sweet kiss, nothing more. When -we pulled away, it was to breath.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" I said. Instead of being upset, but instead she kissed me again. This time, it wasn't just sweet, it was passionate. This time, her tongue begged for access into my mouth. I allowed it without hesitation, our tongues danced and fought for dominance. It was amazing, but soon I realised I couldn't allow this to happen. Don't get me wrong, I wanted to eat her up! But, if we made any noise (which I fought desperately not to do), the other girls would surely hear us. I pulled back.

"Sorry, too fast." She looked down. A that I wanted to pin her to the ground and blow her mind right there!

"No, it's just," I motioned to the bathroom door. "The girls." I whispered. Then she realised what I had.

"Right, I forgot. It's just: you look so cute when you're apologetic."

"Well, I won't stop you, I mean, you must be great at what you do because, I swear, you're the best thing I've ever seen. You're hot,"

"Uh huh…" She was leaning close to me.

"You're sweet,"

"Go on…" She was a centimeter away from me.

"You're just plain amazing!" Her lips flew onto mine, I wanted to tell her to stop, but I couldn't. I mean, I physically could, but I couldn't mentally bring myself to stop the amazing thing happening to me. She pulled away.

"I'm sorry…" She had tears in her eyes. "It's just: no one's said that to me, ever." I hugged her. We broke apart and she got up, but I didn't.

"I don't want to go back in." She sat back down on her knees and put her arms around me.

"Ok." Her head rested against my shoulder and my head rested on hers.

I don't know when I fell asleep, but I did. When I woke up, it was to the sound of everyone's squeaking beds.

"Hey, where's Rocket?" It was Blondie's voice.

"I'll go check the bathroom." It was Amber who spoke now. Rocket still had her head on my shoulder and her arms around me. I really didn't want to wake her, but I didn't really have a choice.

"Rocket, wake up." I whispered and shook her lightly.

"Huh? What's going on?" She spotted me.

"Oh, good morning Baby." She went to kiss my cheek.

"Wait!" I put my hand between us. "Amber's…" I then noticed the two feet standing in front of us. We both looked up to see a shocked Amber.

"Uh, it's not what it looks like?" said Rocket, desperate.

"Amber, are you ok?" asked Blondie.

"Uh, yeah, I found her. Wait just a sec, ok?" She crouched down.

"Oh, my God, did you two...?" She whispered. Our eyes widened.

"No!" I wish…

"Well, clearly you two are more than just friends."

"We're not!" I blurted out.

"We're not?"

"Well, we can be, I'd like us to be, but I was trying to cover us."

"Yeah, too late for that…" Muttered Amber. "Hey, can you two kiss?"

"We're not going to kiss for your enjoymen-" I was cut off by Rocket's soft lips on mine. She pulled away.

"Sorry, you just look so hot when you're upset." I sighed.

We made Amber swear not to tell before the two of them went to flush, pretending they used the washroom. When we went out the door, Sweat-Pea seemed sceptical.

"Wait, we only heard two flushes…"

"Yeah, I must have fallen asleep in there." I said.

Later on we received chores, I had to clean the halls and Rocket had to go help the chef put away some stuff. Everyone got dressed and we set off. I had been scrubbing the floor for a sec because my hands hurt. Then I heard a loud thump and a scream. I noticed that it came from the kitchen so I ran over. I didn't want to barge inn in case I was mistaken, but when I came through the doors, I saw no one. Then, I heard it again, except this time it was louder; it came from the storage. I walked over and saw the chef on top of Rocket! I ran over, grabbed a knife from his belt and pressed it against his throat.

"Let her go pig!" Every voice in my head screamed to slit his throat. He got off her and she quickly got up from off the ground, she hid behind me.

"I ain't mean nothing." We backed away slowly, he started to laugh. I dropped the knife and we ran off.