Dr. Troy inspectedthe file and my records until she was sure this was everything. Then, sheshredded the lot. I was put in cloak closet. I could hear t...e sound ofslaps and smacks, of high pitched pleas and racking sobs. There werestern womens' voices, used to commanding, used to being obeyed. What werethey doing to her? I tried to break out but I was too frail. Sarabeth seemed okay when they released me. She was asleep on therecliner, peaceful, satisfied? It seemed better just to go but that. “That’s precisely it.”Her mom thought for a second. “That’s fine then. What details will they need?”“Time, place, and any special requirements.”She smiled. “I have two places in mind. One will allow almost any dress code, while the other will require more bravery on your part.”“Bravery?”“Yes. I know that your nudity doesn’t need to be restricted to school and home. And, while nine people is affordable at the diner, the same party only fits the budget at the Friendly’s if their nudity discount. Now and then he plays cha cha, or as the Latinos say, ‘cha cha cha.’ I hear English and Spanish equally spoken and by now they sound the same. It all comes filtered through my ear plug. I only need one. I’m already deaf in the other ear, the sign of a true club junkie. The night is typical in that invitations to dance pour my way initially but slow to a trickle when the younger, prettier women file in late and so cool. Lingering on the bar stool, I harden into a fixture. Watching the dancers,. It is the weekend and I bet those guys like to sleep in. Maybe those dates they had last night went late and they’re just tired.” After making that suggestion, he could see the smile returning to his mother’s eyes, and he knew she was thinking about how those ‘dates’ had ended up, with her jerking off all three boys and getting a bellyful of cum for her trouble.“You know, that might be it. Maybe whatever they did last night took a lot out of them.” As his mother paused in her words, Elliott.