As the meal was winding down, I asked one of the wait staff if I could settle the bill. When the young man returned, he gave me a sealed envelope and ...hen I opened it, there was a letter from my client saying that he was picking up the bill as a gesture of thanks for my good service and wishing Jordan and me all the best. The limo arrived to pick all four of us up and we delivered Wilson and Trish at their hotel before continuing to take Jordan and me to our home. Trish and Wilson would be. "Man, I cannot believe we are gonna get us some white pussy." One of the niggers said. The humiliation that this k** was talking about me like that increased my shame. Miss Jessica motioned me to the center of the room. There was a single mattress on the dirty floor and it was covered with plastic. "Here is how this works slut." She began."Each one of these men owns a cell phone and each one has five black friends they can call to join us here."My heart raced at that thought, twenty-five. After lunch we agreed to all meet for dinner at one of the better restaurants in town. Of course that would necessitate adequate time to arrange for our escorts and for the ladies to dress. Again at the appointed hour we were loaded into a limousine and with the escorting vehicles were whisked off to the restaurant chosen by the Doctor. The extensive menu permitted each of us to choose a meal to our liking. All seemed to enjoy the extensive banter around the table and the excellent meal. It was. “Beautiful,” she said wistfully.“So what’s your story?” Morgan asked. “How did this happen?” she motion around at their surroundings.“Me and Hannah were in the cemetery. We always went there after school to do homework and, you know, make out. We both fell asleep, and next thing I know, I’m being thrown into a van.”Morgan put her hand on Jenna’s shoulder. “I’m so sorry.”“Fuck it,” Jenna spat, “It’s not like you can do anything about it.” She rubbed her temples. “Sorry didn’t mean to take it out.