?Hey honey, get your cute behind over here I?ll wipe that off you soonenough,? someone shouted to raucous cheering.?Ah c?mon darling let me put someth...ng else on that pretty mouth ofyours,? another yelled to more roars of laughter.Robert cursed himself for being so idiotic.What the hell was I thinking, putting on lipstick and without beingforced into it?The jeers from the cells frightened him and it was a few moments beforehe finally regained some composure and realising that they could. Dennis had a younger sister Sherri and I wanted to get my fingers, dick or mouth in that pussy so bad. It never happened, but Sherri had a friend who actually now lied in the house where the Indian girl lived and shared the same name, Sheila. Sheila was not as attractive as Sherri was, but she had a hell of a crush on me and I wasn't interested in her at all. During this time I was 14-15 and Sheila and Sherri were 12-13. Well Dennis and I were talking one day and he tells me how Sheila has been. She was crying and moaning. They lashed her bare back to make her walk. She made a few steps and then fell on her knees. So, they dragged her back to a low branch, put her on her knees, spread her arms to the side like a cross, and tied her on the branch, facing them. She was writhing and jerking at their hands, but the boys slapped her face and tweaked her stiff nipples. Persa was screaming and yelling. She was crying and begging for help, and I realized that it was us she was calling; but. “I thought about killing you,” she said obviously enjoying the interchange, “but the freezer is already full. Actually, I was getting ready to offer you a job.”“I might be a greenhorn kid from Cleveland,” I retorted, “but I’ve never heard of waitresses offering jobs.”Sticking out her hand she said, “I’m Samantha Onassis, I run this place.” Taking her hand I said, “I’m Toby Wakefield.” I had never shaken a hand which felt firmer or more purposeful.Sig’s Diner was a fixture on Charles Street.