He hadn’t let any of us know that he was coming home and I guess that was the big surprise for us all. I cleared my throat, alerting him to me. “...am?” He said in shock, “Why aren’t you at school?” I shrugged my shoulders as he came closer to me. He embraced me tightly, giving me the biggest bearhug imaginable. I couldn’t help but let a tear run down my cheek as I hugged him back. He had been a big part of my life since my natural father left. He had always been there for me even though he was. "No, you know I cannot so please quit asking."However this man, with a sexy French accent, gentle manner, and kind words, worm me down, and one night I just to shut him up, I agreed to meet himHe informed me he would email me details, and dates he wanted to be with me, and I could fly to the New York area to meet him.Later that week, we emailed each other, and finalized the plans for my trip. I would fly there in two weeks for one glorious weekend. I still had my reservations, but decided to. I got there late and she was at the bar with an older guy who was negotiating with her. I heard her say she had an appointment that was late, but she would keep him in mind. I asked if she was Sheree and she said she was. I said Tony sent me. The other man said he was there first. Sheree said, Tony is my pimp. i have to keep this "appointment" Sheree qouted me a price of $200 and I pulled out 4 $50's and handed it over to her and we left for a room. We fucked like rabbits and she dressed and. ....She slept fitfully throughout the night, disturbed frequently by his visits, although the sedatives prevented her from more than partial consciousness. Each time he came another bag of liquid was forced into her stomach, and by the third visit her bladder was screaming for release, the pressure causing a burning, cramping sensation that had her squirming and whimpering on the bed. A lifetime of social norms made urinating while lying on her back nearly impossible, and she had to endure.