I knew what I was doing and was given a way out but I went ahead anyway.”“Most of us have done pretty much the same. Charlie and Lisa were forced ...nto prostitution by circumstances the rest of us chose it knowingly and freely.”“Even Charlie and I had a chance at getting out thanks to Jack and said no. All we wanted was better conditions.”“So, you understand?”“Yes, By the way how do you feel about girls?” “From what I saw last night I think I would like to try.”“Right answer, let’s go into the. “Right” Jane said, “You’ve got one week to arrange your affairs then we’re going to take you as our slave. We’re going to build a prison in our cellar in which you will live, you will only be brought out to be ****d, tortured and humiliated”“Yes” Alice added, “You belong to us now for the rest of your miserable life you filthy cunt, eventually we will castrate you in public and make you eat your disgusting balls”“We’re leaving you some women’s clothes, if you need to go shopping, you’ll have to. Whatever. It was pretty; fluffy, pure white. Drifting without a care in the world.“What ‘cha doin’?” Rory asked, placing a plate in front of me. She had another plate for herself. “I made a ham sandwich for you.”“I was watching the clouds.” I took a bite of the sandwich. Mayonnaise squeezed out and fell into my lap; a glutinous goop of yuck. I tasted mayonnaise, nothing else, and put it back on the plate. Hunger didn’t overcome the slathering of mayo.Rory ate away. “Mmmm. Good, isn’t it?”Nope.. *What does a snow man think about before he inevitably turns into boot slush?*He puzzled that thought behind his grey eyes; staring simultaneously at the palm trees growing outside his open window. Through the window flowed air that carried the sweet brinish smell of ocean water. Close behind those trees, or far behind them if you cared to think about it, and out over open water, the sun glowed brilliantly over a sparsely populated coastline in Californian November. The high today was a.