She knew that Melissa would never go hunting for some strange sex, so she talked up going someplace to flirt, dance, party, like it was a high school ...vent. Jodi knew that if a guy got a good look at Melissa's figure, that he would want to give her an all night fucking. Jodi smiled to herself, Maybe that would be a good thing?She needs to start fucking the "Boys" so that one of them will marry her and she can get on with her life. Jodi concluded.They left the house at nine-thirty. It was. At last, my nightmare was over.There were a lot of tears shed by my mother and sister and me when I took the pardon from the representative of the state. I hugged Calvin tightly in thanks for his untiring effort on my behalf. We owed him a lot ... much more than we could pay. That never entered into his considerations. He was in this to get justice for me, not for the money. However, if the civil suits against the county and the perjured witnesses were settled, we would be able to reward him. . much like the ones she was wearing when she was abducted by the gang . . . then took her to another street, a few blocks away, and gave her a key and room number to a hotel on that block. Without a chance to take a break, she was instructed to work the street for Big Daddy. She willingly obeyed him, knowing that this was going to be her life as long as she chose to serve him.Her charge was $50 a blow-job, $100 for a quick fuck lasting no more than 10 minutes, or up to $1,000 for the night.. Samantha, my three kids and their spouses all stood there to one side of the coffin as the preacher droned on and on. This guy had never taken the time to get to know us, even though we had been members of his 'flock' for years, and now he was expounding on Becky's virtues and how she was going to heaven like he had known us forever. It sort of made me sick inside.I had things on my mind this day too. Becky's lawyer had contacted me immediately after her passing to tell me a very eye-opening.