, and drinks it at once."You are a drunkard, sweetie", Hagarch says."Yes i am", the girl retorts, turning to me: "She-monkey, now you squat, with your...knees open wide. I want to see your female juice. Oh, it is profuse. You enjoy your humiliation, don't you?" Yes, i do, deeply respected Miss." Excellent", she laughs, and kicks me in the pussy so hard that i fall on my back, my head bumping on the stone floor. She kicks me two more times, so that i wail with pain. "May i have another drink?" she. I fully expected to marry some local boy and live to a happy old age on his farm with a full family and all of the associated joys and tribulations."Then it happened! I was fifteen years old and was considered very beautiful by the locals. I was walking along the road one day when I was kidnapped by three white men. The tied me up and bundled me into the back of a wagon. There were three other Negro girls already in the wagon. I heard one of the men say that they had enough merchandise for now. ‘Great. My car’s here. You don’t have to listen to any more boring lecture about my daddy issues.’ As Suzanne followed him out of the room, she thought about his line, The smartest people turn stupid as soon as they step into a meeting room. That rang true. When she was younger, she had spent a lot of time in meetings and had seen many smart people turn stupid. This afternoon had been no different. The prosecutor’s mind was already made up. Martin’s plea bargain had to include a twenty-year. "I'm going to take the k**s to their grandparents and spend some quality time with Sarah and Joe." Sarah was my sister, she and my wife had become good friends after we had met and they enjoyed palling around together. Joe was Sarah's husband."Alright, have fun, I love you, bye," I said. She hung up. I moved back up the basement stairs and again listened. I could hear my wife getting the k**s ready to leave for their grandparent's house. It sounded like they were packing to stay the.