“Leave me alone asshole, I don’t need your help!” I’m taken back a bit by such aggression but should have known better. She’s Ms. Independ...nt and don’t need anyone’s help much less let anyone believe she does. She stares me in the eye real hard and says: “You better not hurt me muthafucker, or I’ll fuck you up!” As much as I’m not the S & M type much less want to inflict pain on any woman, I put on a ‘fuck you face’on and say: “Shut the fuck up for the millionth time and bend the fuck over. Fingers pinched and prodded.Hands ran up and down her legs moving closer and closer to her crotch.The men took turns probing between her legs. Fingers ran up and down her slit.“Nice, no other shorts, just white panties.” “Miguel is going to like you.”“Who is Miguel? Who are you.” “I am his uncle and this is his godfather.”“Miguel is 21 and you are his birthday Pinata.” “You can’t do this. Let me GO.”Jenna was cut short as the gruff man kissed her hard, his body up against hers.The other. Apparently 2 or more guys will team up and lift a victim and throw him up in the air and refuse to catch him while falling down and let him drown. What kind of fun was that? After everyone was dipped, I guess it was our turn. My manager was calling out for us to join them. He threatened saying that they might come and pull us in if we don’t voluntarily step in. Riya was scared. My manager winked at me and rolled his eyes balls at Riya.He wanted to try her out for a change. I was shocked. He. “It’s an invitation,” She said. “To a Masquerade Ball.”Terry laughed derisively, “A what?” he sneered.Sandy turned back to the washing up and gulped silently. Why did it always have to be like this, why was Terry such an inverted snob.“A dance,” she clarified. “Everyone wears masks and at midnight you all take them off and find out who you’ve been talking to all night. It’s quite fun actually.”“Oh is it? Actually?” Terry stood up and crossing the small kitchen, pulled her around by her.