“Place it on the table in front of you, please.”I hesitantly did that, blushing slightly. The croupier didn’t notice, but the couple sitting acr...ss from us did and nudged one another, whispering. Mistress calmly picked it up, folded it, and put it in her clutch.The same thing happened after the next five rolls. “Your bra, please.”This was trickier, even though it was light and lacy. Working through the material of my blouse, I unsnapped my red bra in the front, then had to shrug it off my. That set them off and they proceeded to pound and kick me until I was unconscious lying on the ground. All the commotion drew a few onlookers who saw the whole thing. One of them was Susie Jenkins who came rushing over to my side to help me. The tough guys didn't dare confront her since she was a girl. Susie called 9-1-1 on her cell-phone and the police and ambulance showed up in short order. One of the officers who showed up was Sergeant Robert Jenkins, Susie's dad. He knew me well and started. "Mike, this is Mali, she was mate to Mongo. She now your mate as well," Nikita said.Mali was a raven-haired girl. Her skin was a uniform tan. She didn't have any piercings, but she had the bluest eyes I have ever seen. She was small, around four foot nine inches, but very muscular. She looked to be around sixteen years of age. She was wearing a hide skin that was spotted. I assumed it was a leopard or something. She also had no children with her.Pulling Mali into my arms, I looked down into her. On Saturday morning, we raced against them in a cross-country meet. Our girls' team went first. Nadia beat Marsha by five steps and the top girl from Phillips followed them. After her, there were two more girls from Emerson. When the rest of the group finished, our girls were the clear winners.When it was time for the boys' race to start, the team captain Gary Tomlin came over, and said, "The girls have done their part. Now it's time for us to do our part to reclaim some dignity, for our.