"There was whistling and clapping from the crowd and someone shouted, "Bring the bitches out!!"A large black man stuck his head in past the curtain an... signaled to the men. Without a word, we were put in a line with the three black boys in the front followed by the Asian boy and finally me and the other white boy.We were led out into the main room to the cheers and whistles of the men gathered there. We were led to a set of stairs leading up to the stage. The first black boy was led up the. Thomas marvelled at the way they both managed to fit in the slim bed with room to spare, he traced fingers down the line of Sera jaw and the sleeping boy murmured something indistinct and rolled over. Thomas, presented with his back, placed a kiss between his shoulder blades and snuffled into the warmth of the dark skinned boy and closed his eyes to sleep.Early summer dawn woke them both with beams of light through the lounge window, the half drawn curtain cast a shifting shade that reminded. Soon I was comfortably seated on my leather couch in the front room where I waited patiently for Tricia to dress. “I figured we might get a late breakfast, or brunch if you want, then maybe a stroll on the River Walk,” I called out to her.“What’s it like outside? I haven’t checked the weather.”Though I could’ve checked the weather on my computer where it sat on my desk, I strolled over to the front window and looked out. Of course, I had to pass by her open bedroom door and so I peeked in. . Unable to think or speak clearly every nerve in her body suddenly but hardly unexpectedly exploded with pain that was not painful, easing the physical and mental tension that had built up inside her in one blink of an eye and then leaving her muscles in that wonderful floating state between relaxed and unable to tighten if her life depended on it.Mona sank into the tree and when her vision finally cleared her nakedness and the damage the rough bark had done to her skin came through the fog she.