Mistress looked at me seated there beside her. Took a deep drag on her cigarette. "You look . . . like a whore." And she laughed as she smirked at me....I was starting to tear. I knew what was coming next. She now looked at me sternly. "Last chance, luv. I want the pin to your online banking account, and the pin to this ATM card." She held up my ATM card for me to see. "You give that up, and we drive back to my place, we clean you up, and get you home by 11. You hold back, and we put you out onto. She looked so fine, well she looked alright, and she moanedOoh, daddy, move overOh, baby, you know what i like and i think it's the moonlightmade in mexico, schooled in france, ooh la lovin' she needed no teachin'Oh man i can say international ways i believe in.mexican girl, don't leave me aloneI got a heart as big as a stoneAnd i need you, believe me, to be here and love me tonightMexican girl, i want you to stayYou know my heart is longing to sayThat as long as i live i will always remember. Do you realize what is going to happen to you?? Gina just smiled and said ?Oh what can they really do? Reduce me again? You should try it. It?s fun. I loved it?, she laughed. ?Yes Gina I was there both times when they shrunk you?. she said, ?You enjoyed it because you knew life would go on. But this is different, Gina.? ?Whatever? Gina replied, ?Anyway, the truth is the truth.? On the stand, Gina stated: "What does it matter who is to blame? My story is a love story, but only those tortured. I fall to the ground in pain, shrieking in fear. Despite this fear, it is interesting to think that perhaps I feel pity for them, to be trapped here only to be released to breed or to kill.As I lay there trying to gain composure from the sheer terror and shock of being so assaulted, it seems that it isn't over. The dogs only assault me again...and again... I hope that this doesn't last long...and they get bored.I shall spare you the specific details of my horrific incarceration in this place.