.” He paused and looked up at the ceiling as if searching for the right word. Then he said slowly, “... released.” After a not very reassuring s...ile he said, “The position is open if you want it.”“What would I have to do?” she asked grimly.“The usual,” the guard replied with a grin, “cook, clean, suck, fuck... that sort of thing.”“How many men?” Loretta asked.“Four of us,” he replied.“Do I get fed?”“You eat what the guards eat... or at least scraps from the table.” He held up the ladle and. Half an hour later I cried like normal human babies. I swear, how are you humans so weak at birth? My “mom” a black woman named Ashley, a total babe. About 5’3” round face, thick lips, cute little nose and giant dark brown eyes. She had tits for days but her ass none to be found. I mean American Airlines contacted her to ask if they could land their planes there. My “dad” tall dude 6’3” he used to be an athlete body. I did have one complain though. Why did they have to be black? In my past. Vanessa slipped out of her robe and said to Walker, “Help me.” He took off his tee and jeans and the two of them carried me under the hot water.I breathed deeply for the first time since Monday. Vanessa shampooed my hair while Walker used a newly unwrapped loofah on the rest of me. I felt something -- maybe some energy -- starting to flow back into me. Maybe hope. A little determination. I guess it’s called life.And I was coming out of my trance. I could tell because I was thinking of my last. He told me that by the end of the party, there is usually someone in there doing things. This piqued my interest, so I opened the door to the closet. It was a small walk in. A person in there would have room and wouldn’t get claustrophobic. The seed was planted in the back of my head.I went back out to the party. It was a blast, I did a load of shots and loads of dancing. It was all about living it up. I did a body shot off one girl - she was so fucking hot. I ended up kissing her for about ten.