It didn’t matter to her that it was the only thing that had successfully been stolen and the pawn shops were closing soon. All Wade had done was hoi...t her up to the balcony. His part of the job could have been accomplished by a ladder, except that the ladder would have known more about stereos and being quiet.About fifty feet behind her, she heard the stream of horrible things he was calling her interrupted by a “WOAH” sound. She turned and saw that Wade had slipped and fallen on his back. With. "If you won't let me dress you today Timothy I want you to know that ifyou want to see or feel my lingerie you can call me or come over anytimeand I will help you. Just imagine all the pretty things you could wear andhow pretty you'd look with me helping you and dressing you like a properand pretty little young lady. I could do your hair in a pretty, curly andfeminine style. I could do your makeup and paint your nails too. Justimagine how exciting it would be for you to get all prettied up and. He jerked at the leash. She trembled, as she lifted her skirt, to show them the welts and bruises on her thighs and ass. She was wearing a garter belt and nylons and panties, but the panties were sheer and all the marks on her body were visible. Rita had told her she would have to show them, and now that she was doing it, Ellen was more miserable than ever.The judge was obviously fascinated by the bruises. He muttered something about her being black and blue."Tell her to turn around."Vic was. He's 24, knows EXACTLY how everything in the world is supposed to run, and never met a minority he didn't hate!He's driving along a two lane, blacktop, doin' about 65. Every time he sees a black on the side of the road, he runs the truck at them and gets a kick when they dive for cover!But his hatred is so channeled that when he happens upon this guy carrying a gas can (no doubt, white), he unhesitatingly pulls over and offers him a lift down the road to the next gas station.But the guy turns.