John and Angel began to follow him but the big guard stopped suddenly."Actually sir, I was extending the invitation to just the young lady. Miss Lopez...would like you to wait in the party room with the other guests."Angel and John looked at each other for a second before John shrugged and headed back to the party room. The security guard showed Angel the way as he led her to Jennifer's dressing room. He knocked at the door lightly and then opened it with a key, letting Angel inside. The room was. There were a couple of cars parked at the house and as I watched, a man came out of the door handing an envelope to, presumably, the girl's uncle. I stayed back and watched the house for a while as the man got into his car and left. Shortly after that another car pulled up and a man got out. He knocked on the door and was let in by the uncle. About thirty minutes later the man left as he also handed the uncle an envelope. I stayed there for a couple of hours as the scene was repeated several. With her child?" Nothing, Mioki. You are a whore, a slut. What kind of mother do you think a slut could possibly be? No, you do not deserve this child Mioki, but rest assured I will take good care of her and raise her well." Please, Master!" There were tears in her eyes and her voice trembled as she prostrated herself before him."Quit begging Mioki. If there's anything worse than a whore, it's a sniveling, groveling whore. You will not mention this again!" Yes, Master," came the beaten and. "You are very beautiful my dear, I'm going to take good care of you."I just sat there, hidden behind the mannequin, shocked at what I had seen."Come along you two, we must prepare a display for our latest piece."Leaving the poor mannequinised girl behind, the three left the room.I rose slowly from my hiding place and crossed the room to the girl. As far as mannequins go, she was perfect, no one would ever know the difference. I reached out and gently put a hand on her youthful breast, frozen in.