Mr. Jacobs offered me something to drink, and asked his secretary to bring me a cup of tea when I stated my preference. As soon as she had left to get...it, he said, "Miss Swenson, Buck Marshall told me last week that you were primarily responsible for convincing him to reject Wilson & Wilson and sign with us. Normally, publishing companies don't try to raid another company's stable of regular writers because things would quickly turn to chaos if we started a war like that. But Wilson & Wilson. Bethanybrushed aside my concerns saying that they would, of course, find me asuitable job. Bethany and Cheryl have numerous friends with smallbusinesses that are always in need of female help.First stop was to a beauty saloon for a make over. It took quite a longtime because I was first shown how to choose cosmetics that matched mycomplexion. Then a professional applied my make up producing a face sobeautiful that I did not recognize it as me. After that, it was allwiped off and I had to follow. I should count to one hundred before taking out the duct from my mouth. I nodded…He cut the bindings on my wrists, as I stayed very still. I heard him buckling his trousers. Then he gave my ass cheeks a last slap and he muttered very softly:“I know you have enjoyed my hard cock up your nice ass, bitch…”And he laughed even louder, as he added:I will be watching you, bitch… I may want that again…”Then I heard his footsteps walking off.I lay across the hood of my car a very long time. I could feel. ”“Shit, we been all over trying to catch up with you.”“Lucky for us the police are too stupid or too lazy, made our life easier for sure.”“I am gonna fuck dat little white ass one mo time. Den its bye bye bitch.”“Dead Bitches tell no tales.”He threw Lisa, half unconscious over a table. Cyrus held her arms and Lamont had her pinned.“Fuck dat ass yo sure is tight.” “Gotta git my knife.”Lisa felt the knife cutting her ass, slicing and slicing.”Lamont rubbed his cock in the blood and then started.