Yeah." She cleared her throat. "Ok, um, Sage, she's kinda right. I don't think that club's the right place for you. If you just want to go dancing, I ...now a couple places with really great dance floors." Oh. Ok." Sage turned back to her desk. Helen turned back to her own computer. She did not start typing right away, however. She did not think it would be long before the conversation re-started. After maybe two minutes, she heard Sage's chair turn."Helen?"She didn't turn because she knew - just. Marie felt a sudden spasm in her pussy at his words, followed by a moment of sheer terror as she felt herself teetering on the edge of orgasm. She bit her lip, hard, as she began to hyperventilate. Oh, God, if she came now, without his permission..."Look at me!" His voice was a lash and Marie forced herself to meet his glance. Having to look into his eyes, to see him watching her while she fought down her orgasm, knowing that he knew exactly what was happening to her made it so much more. “Yes, Ron?”“We’re kind of busy here.”“Don’t stop on my account,” she replied. She let him get his ‘but’ of protest in, then spoke right over him. “It’s not my fault you chose to do this in a public area. The rules say that if you’re in an open area, anyone can join in.” Her voice was at once innocent and teasing.“You’re my sister. That’s… that’s… just wrong.”“Fine,” she said with an exaggerated toss of her head. “Spoil sport. I’ll just let you get back to it then while I get myself some. In many ways he was worst thanany of the low lifes I usually serviced. No encouragement, or food. Hedidn't leave the bench, even emptying his bladder into my mouth. Aftercourt closed for the night, he pulled me from under the bench and thrownover it. He then brutally entered my ass until he creamed, after whichmy mouth was used to clean it. I was then released to Sammy, who threwmy ass back out on the street. One morning I was taken back to theclinic and redone as an 18 year old white.