“It isn’t up to me or you anyway. It is up to Master Justin. Stefan wouldn’t have helped wire up the web cameras if a part of him wasn’t enjoy...ng watching you strung up and fucked hard. You aren’t going to sleep, reflecting on your own wickedness and worrying about things you can’t control. Close your eyes and dream of big black nigger dicks being shoved in your mouth,” she said.“Wow, that’s a vivid mental image,” I said as I pictured a gang of angry black men surrounding me and pumping me full. In my journal I was describing this scene. When I wrote, “Her dark hair falling past her shoulder is lovely next to her olive complexion, but it’s her large hazel, mysterious eyes that draw me to her. I have to meet her! I have to meet her!” It was the urgency of that last sentence that startled me. I often see a woman who I think is attractive, but this was different. Why did I write, “I have to meet her?” I put my pen down, reading over what I had written when I heard her voice and turned.. I would like to talk to Mr. Jackson as soon as possible." Just a moment and I will see if he is available to talk to you. May I ask who you are, sir?"Before I answered her, I had to take a deep breath to hold my temper in check. I knew right then and there I would make some personnel changes before the day was over, starting with her and her attitude."My name is Jon Morgan and I believe I own this company, if it's any of your business. Now, get Mr. Jackson down here before I have to go looking. We must have been successful at that because we were on the scene for several attempted robberies. I say attempted because we stopped every one that we saw.The first one of these occurred one afternoon on our way home from school. We always chose a car that was not so heavily packed with people. We figured that such a car was more likely to have a robbery. Whether or not that was correct was beside the point when we came to the event. There were 13 people in the car, counting us and the.