“What time is it?” came her dusky, sleepy voice. When I told her she simply shrugged and said, “who cares,” and snuggled deeper into the embra...e of Sofi.I put on a bathrobe and wandered, still half-asleep, down to the kitchen. With my brain still befuddled I blundered around making coffee. Trying to look posh I loaded a tray with a pot of freshly brewed coffee, a jug of milk, a sugar bowl and three delicate cups and saucers. Usually it was just grabbing a mug of instant before dashing out of. Sally was now a commodity; a piece of meat to be sold on the street to strange men for sex. She felt trapped, but at the same time, there was something very sensual about her situation. She found an overpowering sexual gratification from the fact that she was now in slavery to a powerful black pimp who controlled her life.His street name was Sweet Daddy. Sally never knew his real name. And she never saw a sweet side to the man. She found herself attracted to him because he was extremely brutal.. We just don't need more wars." Wars?" Shawna asked, trudging up alongside them. She sat on the grass and passed the food out. "I figured you guys'd be trying to take your minds off of people dying." I guess we should," Hope shrugged, unwrapping her little bag of chips and tugging off a glove to pick them out of the wrapper. "It's not easy in a cemetery, though. It wasn't really about people dying, anyway. I mean it was, but it was sort of philosophical dying rather than people we know."Shawna. Larry shouted out, God damn, Bro, would you look at that. Our hot assed mother really got off when you rammed that last part home. Look at her body quiver. Damn, it looks like a volcano going off. Man what a total hot assed slut she is. We sure as hell have got us a keeper, buddy. Shes so hot its beyond belief, and while her bodys quivering like that. shes cocksucking me like a well paid prostitute. Jerry said, Lets switch positions, right quick, so you can get a sample of her back door. Youre.