....To all that were watching, and what she intended to do was quite clear as the crowd broke the silence, with first one black female, and then sever...l others starting to chant as even more, mostly black women joined in “Yea Do It, Do the white bitch, do her really Good”! This was all it took for the sexual fun and gameful abuse to begin! Had Deanna not already been throat, and face fucked numerous times that evening this would have been terrifying, but in a detached perverted sort of way she. All in all just right for a stroll. Simone wasn’t afraid of walking her local streets dressed as she was, most of her neighbours had seen her attired this way before and if questioned she didn’t hide her sexuality, she was out and proud and rather than demean her for it most actually admired and respected her for her honesty and openness. To this community Simone was one of the girls, and she loved them for accepting her as such. Her looks, her clothing, her stance, even her gait were so. Kalona wasn't supprised to see him up either."You've always been an early bird Jerry, how did you sleep?"Jerry doesn't take the bait. He knows these games captor vs. captive. He used to love to play them, but now he is the captive instead of the captor."Very well then, we don't want to be late." Kalona says leaving the door open for Jerry to follow, and seeing no other choice Jerry gets up and follows Kalona.---------While Kalona leads him through the maze that is the dungeon, Jerry can't help. His reply is, “Sam.”I look at him straight in the eye before I say, “I would bet you ever cent I have before I would bet you my daughter. Hell, I would bet my own life first.”His friend look shocked too; looking at me, he asks, “What makes you good enough to raise Sam?” The stupid machine has a timer on it, and it began counting down through the loudspeaker. As it begins at ten seconds, I say, “Because I have killed to protect her, I risked my life to do that, and if it requires me to give up.