Nora sah die bulligen Typen an den Ausgängen. Sie schaute Schoester an, der einen Meter vor ihr in einem bequemen Ohrensessel saß, den er sich extra...hatte herstellen lassen. Hinter der Bar lümmelten sich zwei von Schoesters Huren. Hübsche Frauen, noch ganz jung, aber bereits seit einer Weile in den Diensten Schoesters. Niemand wußte genau, woher er sie immer nahm und ob sie immer freiwillig für ihn arbeiteten. Nora kannte die Schwarzhaarige. Yasemin. Sie war aus dem Südosten der Türkei,. Judi made a futile attempt to hang onto his arm, but he shook her off easily.He caught her boss by the throat and shook him like a puppy. He hit the other man in the throat and the man went down making gurgling noises.He turned and caught Judi's arm before she could run away."We were going up to your room," he said. "I can't," Judi said. "I don't have a room around here. You see, I'm a married woman." Both men were on the ground and groaning. Boss had a bad color to his face. The other man. Look, I come back around 6 to 7 if you want you can come and sit down to spend the night.• F. Sounds good. I will come back sooner so I will bring food because I believe that at your age you should not cook.He was right in his 30s now and I only cooked a few times.• D. Ok so I'm waiting for you• F. See youWe both left with her giving me back that smile which woke me up like last nightThe hours passed quickly as the work was once again exhausting. I came back at 7:30 and at once I threw my bag. And when I was around girls who were fifteen, sixteen, eighteen, twenty, oh, I had to carry a towel with me, ready to drop down over my embarrassing condition.All those golden, tanned bodies. I was a boy, after all. Quite a normal boy.We often went to resorts with one or two other families, one had no children, the other had Sarah, who was a year older than me, fourteen. They had moved up to Northern California two years ago, so now we really only saw each other during the summer.Sarah and I.