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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.

9 a.m. - Irma and Peter were walking around Residency 51 when they saw a room with a sign that said "Inpatient Ward." Of course, they didn't give up and looked inside. Two women were lying on separate beds, one pregnant and the other had her pussy prolapsed. Peter timidly asked them if they were okay. The pregnant woman confided that she had gotten pregnant at the Residency six months ago, liked it here, and would be here for a few more months yet. On the other hand, Peter admires the vaginal prolapse of the woman who is happy about the experience she just had at the gangbang, she said that she had 15 guys. He took a close-up with our camera with her permission and fit his whole hand inside her cunt. Incredible! I never seen such a thing in my life. The pregnant lady seduces Peter for sex as he never had sex with pregnant so he went at her. Until the nurse walked in, they had to quickly disappear.

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.

Beware! You're entering the zone of paid sex! This is Mirek's realm. The renowned hunter of Czech whores is on the pull again. The hottest slut in the area swallowed the bait. A college student popped by to earn some cash. What goodies do you have for my cock, darling? The cutie prepared a special offer for sex without barriers. The beauty and the beast. The pussy crusher ripped off her stockings and fucked her on the rear seat. I pay. I am the law! Eat out my ass, whore! Mirek splashed right into her pussy and put her well-earned money inside! Cash in the cunt! She'll drive you crazy!