He thanked his friend and said he had to go back to his office.The first man looked at me with an evil grin in his face, saying the damage at the rear...bumper of his car was not yet paid. “You hit my rear, bitch… now I will hit yours…” He grunted.He then pulled me out from his car and made me bend over the trunk. We were in a dark spot; so nobody could see us there.The nigger lifted up my tight skirt and he laughed when he found I was wearing a very tiny cotton thong. He ragged it to pieces and. I was told to get the wagon, that we were going home, and I was going to be in big trouble when we got there.I brought up the wagon that my family had used to come to Mexia. I jumped down so I could hand the ladies up into the wagon. I knew I was in trouble for sure as soon as everyone was in the wagon. No one was sitting next to me on the driver's seat. They had all squeezed together in the back of the wagon. There usually is at least two on the seat with me. I glumly climbed up on the wagon. I was feeling very tired as I had not eaten anything that night and also due to this hectic session of lovemaking. I asked her if she had anything to eat and she jokingly said I had eaten everything she had. We laughed and she went to the kitchen to bring something to eat and went to the bathroom to clean myself. She made sandwiches for both of us and brought 2 pieces of chocolate cake. We had sandwiches and I looked into my watch and the time was 12:30 AM.Me – It’s 12:30…had a great time for. Get to know him.And he started becoming a regular at our get togethers…and he would be spending all of his time with me. We laughed a lot, A. had a wonderful sense of humour and always knew how to make me laugh. We shared bottles of beer together…joints together…got high together. And then very soon, at our third meeting, the get together turned into sexual games as it very often happened. Chairs were being set for the Belgian roulette game and Gabriella wanted a revenge match – she had lost.