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Day 2 - Shocking decision

9 p.m. We're finally back in that dirty room, away from all the kinky fetish people. The atmosphere between us is down. Greta is curled up in a ball on the bed, her face a blank expression, obviously processing information. Steve tries to talk about what he saw and starts stuttering. Irma holds her head in her hand and sighs loudly. I don't know if we've cut too big a bite. I don't know if I'll manage. I don't know if we'll ever be rewarded for this. We have decided which of us will find the courage to continue. We have reluctantly voted for another day in the Residence 51 hell. It cost us a lot of money and effort to get here in the first place. And we're still curious. We can't give up! Good night. Morning is brighter than night.

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Day 3 - Blond Nymphomaniac

3:30 p.m. - Irma tries to make conversation with everyone in the hall, she is not afraid to tap them on the shoulder when they have sex and interrupt them with her questions. This is hilarious. She shakes their dirty, sticky hands and introduces herself. Very cheerful Irma! While she's making new friends, a blonde riding her boyfriend's cock invites Irma over for sex. They all generally answer the same question that they've been living in this fucking hell for a long time and that they like it. They keep naming their favorite rooms to her, hoping she'll see them there. From their appearance and age, some guests look like they haven't lived anywhere else but here. The blonde is now running around licking everyone's pussy to sucking dick. She must be some sort of opening act for the whole event, the receptionist is running after her and holding her hair. This is a weird cult. Or is she just some kind of super sexy material? She's the best-looking of the bunch, to be fair. Now my stomach has gotten to the size of a pea, guys are approaching the big smelly receptionist with lots of compliments, showing off their dicks and giving her a feel. They'll kick us out if they find out they're messing with her.

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Day 3 - Extreme shower

9 a.m. The bright sunlight lit up our room, and we slowly started to get up. Alex was already running around the room calling for Steve, but he wasn't answering. His bed was empty. He left behind a photo of us together from the Polaroid that read, "I'm sorry, I can't take it anymore!!! I am joking. Sorry!!! Steve". My chin dropped. I would have expected that from Greta but not Steve. Irma put on her glasses and assured our team that she would get a quality replacement for him, a documentary filmmaker friend. A fat, dirty receptionist knocked on the door, asking if we'd bathed yet. We didn't know where the showers were, so she offered to take us there. Bleach hasn't been used here since the building was built! A plus-size lady is sitting on the toilet with no door, who, by the expression, is performing need no. 2. The showers look like Turkish spas and the traffic is fast. Fat lady in a rubber apron showering women and men like a treadmill. They stripped us naked, and we put our things in a locker. It's freezing here. Greta's gnashing her teeth. Fat spa lady Maria screwed an anal enema attachment onto the shower, stuck it up Irma's ass, and she just screamed. I had to laugh. Her face was priceless! Greta's ass was clean after yesterday's exam, but Irma's was not. Another busty girl kept touching our asses, and as she watched us masturbate, complimenting us on how beautiful we were, well, that's in a different league.