That level of the Mafia did not have as strict a prerequisite for membership as the main Mafia. She had seen the lower levels including everything fro... Russians to whites to blacks and Hispanics. So, this one must be white, since he didn’t look Hispanic or black to her. She fought against her fear, not wanting to give them a reason to say she was resisting them, though Nicolai knew she didn’t want this. He could read her face better than anyone she knew, and while she was behaving, the. Katie’s whole body turned red, as she recognized her.“Brenda!”“Hey, sis!” Brenda greeted.“Sis?” asked Katie.“We’re sister slaves now!” Brenda exclaimed. “I’ve been waiting for you to become Master’s. I submitted right away. We are going to have so much fun together.”“Together?”Brenda started to explore Katie’s body with her hands. “Mmmmm, yes, serving Master, playing with each other. Gotta admit, I’ve wondered what it would be like to fuck you for a while.”Katie struggled to will her body to. The tip of the blade scraped against bone, and I sawed the blade out and away from me. Hot blood sprayed into the cool night air. Droplets speckled my arm. The man may have tried to scream, but all I heard was a gurgling choking exhalation. Finished with the knife, I dropped it and rode him to the ground. He made a few feeble attempts to unseat me. I ignored his death sounds while I planned the next step.“Kevin? Kev?” Confusion set in. Rebecca’s voice didn’t belong here. Nor did the warm form. She told me in no uncertain terms that she didn't want to live with me. I think she was hoping that I wouldn't want her to come here." I take it that Iona burned a lot of bridges in the family?" I asked."Burned? Incinerated is a better word," she replied with a smile."Did she have any good points?" I asked. I watched as a gray cat walked into the garden and rubbed up against me."When she was younger she did, but as she grew up it would be hard to say something complimentary about her lately. At.