Are you hungry?"I had to think about it for a minute but realized that I was. "Please, I am hungry. Anything is okay."The doctor laughed and said, "We...l, not anything. Let's start with some Jell-O and maybe some soup a little later. After you eat the Jell-O you need to sleep some more."Time passed. The nurse brought me some chicken soup. Tasted like it anyway, but I didn't want to question those little off-color, meaty things floating around — I might find out the answer! It was hot though, and. " Well, since Jr High, I've been kinda curious about black guys, I mean, you hear stories and stuff. Well, last year in 11th grade, three of my best friends started going out with black guys. I mean, not just going out with them but fucking them (Holy shit, when did she start using the word fuck??) anyway, after a while, they started telling me about them and how dominate they were when fucking them and how they refused to use condoms because they said that when a black dick went into a white. ." said Brianna. "We don't know."Lisa said, "I do know you helped me, Sam."I stared at her. What did she say?She said, "I overheard you and Brianna talking about it."Brianna butted in. "He won't even tell me how he did it!"Any chance of denial was over. Lisa knew.Brianna said, "He won't tell me how he helped Alex and Alyssa either."I felt nervous and a little frightened."How did you help me?" Lisa asked pointedly."I ... I can't tell you," I replied."I like you because you make Brianna happy but. Carl just wanted some distance between them and the Purga-Pipe crowd.They moved further into the merchandise section. A few venders further down they came to a booth that sold odd bondage devices. One of the items was a bondage frame. A red-headed slave was fastened to the frame for demonstration purposes. Her arms and lower legs had been strapped to the other side of the frame grid. At the moment, the slave's long hair was touching the floor because she was upside down. The salesman was.