He continued saying “Lara, you do trust me don’t you?”I nodded saying “of course I do Jiff, I would do anything you want me to do, without any...questions asked”He said “down the hall, there is the executive room, we have two of our highest bosses in ranks, the General manager, a man in his fifties, and our CEO, a man in his thirties, who happens to be the son of the company owner, they are drinking and enjoying the night in there, I intend to present your gorgeous body as our top, precious treat. She actually quite liked the action of the job in the beginning.Sitting in First Class and being spoiled was new to her. Having the Captain come down off the flight deck specifically to ask if her if everything was fine excited her. Her status as an Elite member was so thrilling. Some of the time, if the Captain was a handsome black man she would look up at him and offer him a generous view down her front. She was delighted if he flirted and if he offered his card she always took it and entered. I consoled myself that my husband will be at home and I am not doing anything wrong. On that evening Arul came to my house with his mother. She asked me can I take tuition for her son. I looked at my husband. He told me it’s ur wish. My mind told no but my tongue said yes without delay. It was decided that arul should come to tuition daily at 5 p.m . That night I can’t sleep as my conscience and lust wrestles.Days went on and I learned that arul is a good student and a cultured boy. I never saw. The four of them circled me, like wolves around a fallen deer. But the other three were waiting for Darryl to name the tune. He didn't say anything, which scared me more than the pain. "So, girly-boy. You like to suck dicks?" I heard a zipper go down. And the sound of my own tears. * * * I was a lesbian, I told Amy. That's all there was to it. I hated men. I hated anyone who would rape someone. They had done everything to me. Oral. Anal. Brutal. She held my hand. She.