"... yes..."Angilee answered, her voice barely audible.She stood in front of his desk in the back room of a dingy pool hall. There were three other wo...en, Jean and two other whores or "hos" as they were referred to in this part of town. Angilee did not know the other two, nor did she know the four other men who stood around the room, obviously confidants and bodyguards for the pimp, tacky in a gray sharkskin suit, pink shirt and neon purple tie."Then show me the merchandise!" he grinned, his. ?You can leave us now, Norma,? Mrs. Tandy said. Mrs. Tandy appeared to be in her late twenties, much younger than he expected. Her body, John noticed subsequently, was not resting on the bed, but was suspended on a strange contraption of ropes, metal bars and pulleys. ?I hope I don’t make you feel uncomfortable. I am ?you know? quite a sight,? she said. ?Not at all.? Most of her body was in plaster. Her entire torso and her right arm, as well as her right leg (excluding the foot). Only her. The man, Gilbert, pushed on the door. He knew that he outweighed Chris by several pounds, but the door didn't move as Chris had anchored it to the floor; it was also strengthen so that it was like iron. Gilbert gave a fierce smile. "A simple wedge ain't going to stop me!" He said and moved away from the door. Chris knew what was going to happen and so he stood by the door as Gilbert charged it. The solid thud announced his arrival and the groan as he staggered back clutching his shoulder, Chris. " She's like a miniature version of you," Randy spouted."That whore is nothing like me." She's as petite as hell." Randy gestured to Lauren's chest, which was padded and pushed up beyond reason to make up for her flat chest. "She's so obedient like you used to be in college. I miss those days," Randy explained. At the same time he thrust up into Tiffany, causing her to yelp."Can you stop fucking her while we're talking?" Lauren grumbled.Randy shook his head. He bent Tiffany forward and grabbed.