With furrowed brow I indicated that I didn’t follow. This piqued Christian’s attention, and he spun his stool round to face us again. “You do no... know mon ami Benjamin’s ’special interest’? How long have you two been together?” “Christian-” “Ben and I are not together, and we only met recently – earlier,” I falsely corrected myself. “I am in a relationship with Ben’s father.” Christian actually threw his head back, laughing. It wasn’t an unpleasant sound and made me warm to him. “Madame, I am. The truth mattered very little and rumors were accepted as fact by ignorant ears.The bottom line on Frenchie's future was the bleak options of a lifetime of unrewarded drudgery or the mental and physical exploitation of joy-girl slavery.Only her face and figure would determine her fate.She knew it.Everyone knew it.Her problem was she refused to accept it.Due to her absentee mother's questionable liaisons, the young Vietnamese girl became known in the area as "Frenchie, the V.C. girl"Poor. "Did you ever go into our bedroom and snoop around, look in our things?" No, I would never do such a thing" Just then Jim appeared at the door (he had been just outside of my room listening) "You're lying young lady, I have you on tape looking through our stuff. I have a hidden camera in there, so don't lie."He stood there in the doorway with the videotape in his hands.I began to cry."I didn't mean any harm, I wasn't looking to steal anything, I was just curious" As I said this Susan sat on the. A Wiley black man manage to lead her down a particularly lonely road. He began almost as a rape, but Bess’s alter ego managed to escape, and her slutty nature bubbled to the surface, so much so she had begged to be allowed to swallow his spunk and the guy made her come to him the following night at a house. There four black guys were waiting to fuck her silly.To be honest Bess just couldn’t wait, she told Rob a white lie in order to attend this lustful party, and arrived right on cue. As soon.