I got the feeling that Sarita was using me to see things she normally couldn’t afford.After the show was over, Luis wanted to go to a bar.“I’ve ...ot to work tomorrow. I think I’ll head back to the hotel.”He seemed deflated.“Why don’t you give him some money and I’ll come back with you,” Sarita suggested.I think Cassidy had figured out I was being hustled. The problem was Mr. Happy reasoned I’d already spent almost $400 for the evening. I might want to just go with the flow. I handed Luis the. And again. And again. My hair was being literallyripped out of my skin, and all I could think of was the pain. Why was Iletting them do this? Why? WHY?And then, with my feet and lower legs hairless, a different sensationbegan to creep in alongside the pain. Enjoyment.I know how that sounds. I've never been attracted to the idea of pain.Maybe it was the sensation of Rae's hands on my skin, creeping everhigher up my legs towards my thighs. Or the psychological effect of beingliterally stripped. “she actually has several young men that she uses like yourself, and make no mistake, you’re never getting out from under her, not without help. I and some others have tried to stop her, but we can’t. But Billy, I have to tell you something. I have always had a huge crush on you. Then the other night? Well, I can’t stop her, but I’m willing to rescue you.”My eyes almost teared up, both from Brianna confirming my fears, and also from knowing I had someone that could help. “Bri-.. I don’t know. ”“You’re impertinent!” barked Mrs. Harqart. “You have no business answering my daughter’s phone in the first place!”“Well, then, I won’t do it again,” said Bobby, and he hung up.He turned to see Renee, standing at the corner of the hallway, looking at him.“Thanks,” she said. “But it won’t do any good.”“She can’t live your life for you,” said Bobby. “Nobody can. You are the only one who can decide where your life is going to go. You are a grown woman, regardless of how you feel about it.”“I.