From there it was on to a short hallway and up to their door.After ringing the doorbell, I was greeted by a middle eastern looking man staring at me t...rough a chained door. After showing him their business card he let me in. He was a very cute looking guy in his early twenty's. The man was slim with black curly hair and a very tight ass. His accent was quite understandable and very sexy sounding. He introduced himself as Dennis. Being the horny bisexual that I am it was hard not to. They were reminding her that she was closer to a new day, than to the old one she had abandoned hours earlier.It was hot as hell. The sorry excuse for an air conditioner, was sending a weak breeze, that seeped from the slots on top of the droning beast. It was not any cooler than the air hanging motionless in the room. One small consolation crossed her mind, at least the beast was rendering air that moved. The latch on the window had refused to yield to her efforts to unfasten it.Prisoner. She. He didn’t say much, but everyone liked him. Now there was the leader of the group that would be Jayson, whatever Jayson said is what the group would do. He was the one that kept us together actually I was very thankful of that cause I was one not to make friends very easily. Well now me, the fifth member of the clan, my name is Marc, I was the kid who just made himself a part of the group. Made some good strong friends with these guys, and it made the summer the most memorable. It was Jayson’s. He said it doesn't, but it does. This is so unlike Leon. It worried her but she put on a skirt. Then she hesitated after opening the drawer containing her few bras. She decided not to wear one. She chose a pink tee-shirt. It was bright and contrasted with the black skirt."Is this okay?" she asked, twirling 360 degrees which flared out the skirt."Fine. Let's go."Matilda followed Leon to his car. They drove in silence -- for a one block."What am I supposed to do?" Matilda asked."Whatever they.