She was in a room somewhere in the court house. Where she had worked for the last 5 years. t Slowly standing up she struggled to remember how she had ...otten there. She remembered one of the judges asking her to get a box of archived files from the basement. She remembered someone coming up behind her and grabbing her, putting a cloth over her nose and mouth. d**gged??? But why? She looked at the large bed in the room. She looked at the massage table in the corner. The colors of the room were. Finally Amyand I are allowed to leave to change into our next outfits. We modelseveral more lightweight dresses before we move onto our next set ofdresses, semi formal wear.This time I put on a long line bra some satin panties and lace patternedpantyhose, white heeled sandals followed by a multilayered petticoat andthen a silk tea length dress in pale pink that with the aid of thepetticoat flared away from my legs giving the dress a nice shape. Amymodeled the same dress in white; again we had. I knew I better head this off, no telling what these two boys would come up with next. They sounded just like Meghan and Kelly when they meet a pretty girl and want to take her in.“Yes, I live here. I was going to University of Memphis, but I may have to go back to Florida to live with my grand momma, she is in poor health. May I have your order sir?” She looked at me.“I’ll have the same as them, but make mine mild,” I smiled and she did too. Pretty smile.“We’re going to Florida to live, we’re. “I didn’t come over here for your fucking autographs.” He spat on the floor, making the reapers jump away. Ashriel wrinkled his nose at the green and red gob splattered on the floor. The man laughed and nodded toward the doors. “We get off on the next stop, my pretties.” “We’re not even half way down the city,” Ashriel pointed out. “I had some business to attend to, but your situation takes precedence, don’t you think?” The filthy man raised a hand to touch Ashriel’s face, but he slapped it.