"Don't lie it's all here" he said as he placed the picture in his coat pocket. " what are you gonna do with it?" I asked scared of the outcome. "Oh no...hing if you do something for me" he said as he came closer to me standing infornt of me. "Become my slut and join my gang that's all and you'll gain respect and protection" he said as I looked at him with wide eyes. "No way" I said as he gave me a sinister smirk. "I see so it's alright to let everyone know how much of a slut you are and you. “Black guys have attitudes. I hate attitudes.”The two strippers on the screen were now taking turns bouncing up and down on the patron’s lap. I casually pulled up Nicole’s t-shirt as I massaged her back..“I so need a message.” I was more than happy to oblige.Nicole stripped out of her t-shirt and repositioned herself on her stomach, on the couch beside me, her head resting in her folded arms.I gently massaged her neck and upper back and then pushed my hands down toward the small of her. (I try to be as sexy as possible, I love seeing lust-driven hunger in my victims' eyes before I fuck their brains out.) I blushed. His eyes met mine before he took a step toward me. I took a step back, surprised, pretty much convinced that what I saw in my dear brother's eyes was me hallucinating again. Thinking of hallucinating, I quickly asked, "Why did you say I was YOUR girl?" My hands were clasped behind my back, a habit I had that meant I was very nervous. Michael knew this. He smiled at. He replies, "Somewhere quiet will be good, so we can sit and talk and get to know each other better." She says OK and then starts to drive, she knows the perfect place to go. As she drives they talk and listen to the music that is playing on 98FM. They finally get to a little restaurant in Rathgar and pull in and get out of the car. As they walk up to the door he makes an effort to open the door for her. She says thank you to him and walks in ahead of him. They are seated at a nice quiet.