She recognised several of them. It was the men that had kidnapped her earlier that evening. But the fourth man? She stared as if her eyes were playing...tricks on her. It could not be? Him? She knew him. She stood up and moved toward the men that had gathered in front of the building. ‘Ah, there you are, Miss Kendrick. Good to see you. You recognise these men? We caught them having all fingers in the cookie jar so to speak. Didn’t we gentlemen?’ officer Anderson chuckled as he glanced at the 4. He usually spent more time looking round, talking to the sellers, but this time he’d known immediately that this was the one, and he knew that by this afternoon she would be his. He was rich, money wouldn’t be a problem and he would bid as high as it took. She was young, maybe 17 or 18, perfectly in proportion and blonde. She had a cute face and held her shoulders back walking as elegantly as a catwalk model, dressed in a tight leather thong and bra she radiated beauty. He smiled to. Then I pulled him up and kissed him wet and soft then I whispered in his ear that I wanted to suck and fuck him again and I wanted him to talk bad to me and be rough he looked at me and said ok, as he pushed my head down to his Huge black cock I was sucking him he said suck that cock white girl and I did and started licking his balls. He picked me up and took me by the hand to the table he turn me around and slid his cock in me from behind and was fucking me again so good I was talking fuck. Go to school. Your mother will have to deal with you afterwards.”Avery watched her dad walk down to the driveway and climb into his car. Avery tried to smile and wave good-bye. The reflected disappointment and impatience chilled her guts solid. He pulled away. She let out a giggle. She dug her fingernails into the heel of her palms but she was laughing in such frightening relief. She should have been miserable and terrified all day. Her dad wasn’t magically compelled to involve himself in her.