Tonya

The crowd was still cheering. I looked around at the others. Lara's luscious long red hair was still bobbing between a stud's thighs, her cheeks puffed out. On the other side of my chamber, Chrissie's black hair could be seen still bobbing as well, her hands still cuffed behind her as she struggled to keep her timing. Yes, Chrissie couldn't win! So far, so good. That just left Tonya. I looked over at her chamber, which was on the other side of Laura's. And that's when my heart fell.

Tonya's chamber was lit up. She had finished before me. I had lost another event.