Less make up than the other girls. I saw her lean forward to order her drink, her tits bounced a little in her dress. Big tits. Real ones. Better than...the plastic shit Id played with the night before. I watched her move. She was natural, easy smile. Alone too. Skanks always hunt in packs, they can sniff a heavy wallet, as if enough green notes will get them wet. This one looked different. Her hair was immaculate in that perfect loose bun. From the size of her bun I could tell it was long. Her. "Well that turned out to be exactly the wrong thing to do, because that guy was working for the blacks. As soon as the tier was locked at 6, he delivered me to my r****ts. They didn't beat me up or anything, they told me they were going to knock all my teeth out and kill me if I didn't do what they said. They made me strip naked and 2 of then grabbed my upper arms and walked me down to the shower room, which was adjacent to the dayroom. The dayroom was packed with screaming inmates. They were. And they could just pull another number and make the award to someone else. Kozo was disappointed but understood my concerns from a business perspective. My life returned to normal. The lottery organizers declared the number unclaimed and pulled another number, and the lucky winner was awarded with much fanfare and celebration. Several weeks later, I received a call from an Akari Nakasone. I didn’t know who she was but she asked if we could meet to discuss a possible deal. So a dinner meeting. I slipped my feet into the heels and started walking around. I hadn't heard a car drove up so when the door opened and my mom stepped in I was in near shock. I couldn't say anything but mom with a surprise said what are you doing? I stuttered out a sorry and my mom's face softened and I thought I even saw a devilish smile start to appear. "Well then since you like to dress up I think you should come with us to the party. Let's fix the wig and do your makeup." I was starting to calm down but.