Alex, Alan's brother, came to visit me unannounced. I remembered him from my mother's and Alan's funeral. He was the one in a notorious black uniform ...f the army, some kind of retired special forces. A really big and frightening bald guy who asked me to sit at my own table for "a little chat", he said. We sat and he began talking with that freaking hoarse voice."So, Rebecca, I'm here to have a really serious conversation with you" he said."I'm all ears" I was really uncomfortable in his. One requirement for continued membership was the recruitment of three new slaves per year. With the year half gone he was aware that some members were having difficulty meeting their quota. Failure to do so would mean automatic expulsion from the Club and forfeiture of any slaves already recruited. He had been lucky this year and knew it. Vivian and Sabrina had almost fallen into his lap and both had proven to be easy to break and train. He, of course, had had the necessary background checks. The suitcase and their clothes were marked with dark green lines from the sugar cane; their sweaty faces bore witness to the heat of the day and their flight from danger. Panting, they rested, listening all the time to the sounds above them. Lauren looked across to Jamie, who had taken the lead in their trek once had had regained his breath. His face was bleeding from scratches that he had gained from the leaves. Her opinion of him wavered between that of a part-time wimp and someone who simply. All about you."Almost in shock, I asked, "But why? You don't know me all that well. Why tell a stranger I give great head?" Oh I didn't tell him ALL about your sex life. I left out the parts with you and me and Meg and Robin. I never once mentioned Julie." Thank God for small favors," I said not sure if I should be peeved at her or not.Doris hugged me close and whispered in my ear, "He told me he thought you were gorgeous and that he'd do anything to meet you under the right circumstances.".