But the screaming in my mind has stopped long before I even get off the roadway. I hate it when I know what I will find.I flip on the brights and what...I illuminate is a war zone. It looks like the brutes wanted one last try. There is carnage everywhere. Dead brutes in their bear hides, lay about with bloody holes blasted through them. I cast my glance around to see that the only ones who are standing are 7 men. Protecters one and all, in various states of shock and bleak desolation at the. He fathered a thousand bastards. He never gave a fig about most of them.” Sister Stella turned her head. “Many of his children were sex slaves. Did you know that? Diane Harmon, the Bishopress of the Southeast Asia District, kept a stable of sex slaves, all daughters of Mark. She collected them and your father didn't care.”“I bet my sisters were happy,” I smiled. “Some women enjoy being slaves, and Diane knows how to give that pleasure. Sarai always loved being her slave.”Sister Stella shook her. “He’ll do it. He don’t like his girls layin’ with that man in there. No tellin’ what else they’re made to do,” Eli said in a soft whisper, his face hard, his lips drawn down tight.Moses looked at Duncan, then they looked at Joe. The three of them knew Eli was mad because the girls were being forced to lay with the man. He was already mad as hell about the other girls being raped and killed back out a ways from here.Isaiah didn’t come right back out and after a nervous two or three minutes,. My long black hair was filled with bouncy curls that rested around my wings. I decided to go lightly on my makeup, keeping with a simple trend. Once I finished my makeup I applied body glitter, shimmering Angel. I had some white lace up sandals in my closet from the summer that almost looked like gladiator sandals.“Mari, you ready yet?” I could hear my friend Rachel calling me from downstairs.“Be down in a sec!” I yelled back, I grabbed my purse and headed down the steps. Rachel and Sarah were.