The room was spacious and the ceiling painted rose, the texture of the wood showing age and humidity. Her bed was huge and canopied, with white lace wrapped with a gold stock, and there were desks and wallpaper of matching colors. Another bed was to her right and on the edge of it sat a young girl about ten who smiled at her and said, "Finally! Sleepy head. I never thought you'd wake up!".

Maureen sat up, rubbing her chest. Then she screamed when a tiny green lizard scampered across her chenille bedspread.

"That's George or maybe Gringo," the other girl said, "Don't scream, he can't hear you much anyway. Never seen a gecko?"

"It's a bug!" Maureen writhed in petrifaction.

The younger girl tittered. "No, it ain't! He's a gecko. Geckos eat bugs. We all get two geckos, usually that's all we need, cause they eat a lot."

Well, Maureen was not so sure and the skin on her arms had horripilated and her hairs stood up.

She was twelve years old, a brunette, very pretty, by nature she was always happy, almost giggly and jubilant. She was on the thin side but her legs were firm and supple.

"I'm Clara," the other one said. "This is your first day at Retreat and you're gonna be my roommate and I'm s'posed to teach you stuff."

Clara had strawberry blonde hair worn in pigtails. She was very cute and had on a blue checked dress, white anklets, and white shoes.

"Where am I?" she asked Clara.

"This is Retreat, like I said. We're in our room. We're roommates. I never had a roommate before. Joel says all the girls will have roommates soon." Clara beamed. She stood up. "I can get you something for that, it looks like the A-Team really mangled you before they got you here. Some of those guys are so stupid!"

"A Team?"

"Those are the guys that bring you here after training. Some of them are louts. They drop the girls and get 'em hurt. I can't stand them! I'm sorry if they hurt you," Clara explained.

She went to the bathroom and returned with a salve and some big 4"x4" band-aids.

As Clara applied the medication she asked, "Did you apply here or did they take you?"

"Apply here?" Maureen repeated. She felt a peaceful glow throughout her body, she felt very happy. But she couldn't remember a thing.

"What do you mean, what is all this? Where am I?"

"We're in Retreat, like I said," Clara explained. "Us girls live here, along with some keepers, and guys visit, you know."

Maureen began looking about for her clothes and Clara said, "You came here naked about 10 o'clock last night, but there's clothes in your dresser. Let's go look, shall we?"

The dresser was full of frilly underwear and silk and nylon stockings, sexy little brassieres, all sorts of neat stuff. In the closet were several pretty dresses, long ones and short ones. And so many pairs of shoes!

"It's fun to dress up sexy," Clara said in a conspiratorial tone.

The two girls had fun figuring out what Maureen should wear, trying on various items. Clara commented on what a wonderful figure the older girl had, especially her bottom and her small pretty breasts......(cont)