I sat on the edge of the bed and looked over to see what the others were doing.I noticed that Jenny had finished sucking off both of Harold's friends ...nd was going down the line giving each of the four young boys that had fucked her one last blowjob. The girl sat beside me and said in perfect, unaccented English, "Sorry. But I have to do what I am told just like you do."I nodded. I understood. I didn't blame her.I got dressed while Jenny made quick work of the four young boys. When she was. I got in beside you to see you grinning at me. I was so taken aback to hear you say,’ ‘Are you ready to give the taxi-driver the tip you promised him? ‘I couldn’t believe it, I was so shocked and I begged you to look after me, not to let him do anything to me but you just laughed. You did not touch me during the drive, just saying quietly,’ ‘You know what to do Kathy, get your tits out and show the driver your sloppy cunt.’ ‘I knew then that I couldn’t do anything and I slipped my top down . ‘No,’ I almost stuttered the words out, ‘I was a school this evening doing research?’ ‘Oh really, where do you go?’ ‘Harvard.’ I desperately wanted to say more to this beautiful brunette with the deep green eyes and killer smile. I wanted so much to say more but nothing would come. ‘So what are you studying?’ ‘U.S. History, umm, actually, 19th century reform movements.’ Now I’ve long been self-conscious and was even more so about my place of study. I don’t like braggarts and didn’t want to seem. Audrey walked past many other paintings, a self-portrait of her mother, a painting of her father. And finally, Audrey's eyes rested on the only unfinished painting. The face and body had been etched out; clearly depicting Audrey when she was only five years old. Audrey's mother had succumbed to Multiple sclerosis before she could finish it. It was her greatest regret; not being able to have a finished piece for each of her daughters, but the damage to her nerves had prevented her from making.