And don’t try and tell me nothing was happening in his apartment for the last two hours. I know better.’ I got the impression Soren had sized me u... and decided I was far too big to pick an argument with, so he just stood there in the doorway to see what was going to happen next. I took Sharise’s purse from her and grabbed her keys. I removed the house key and then handed them back to her with the purse. ‘Don’t come home, Sharise. You aren’t welcome there. Get yourself a lawyer. You’re going to. “Ut-ti-ma Wi-Cho, whoa... oh... oh, oh... pela-too-pa-wa-chi... ba-la-me-ka.” She repeated it as the music looped once again through the riff, “Ut-ti-ma Wi-Cho, whoa... oh... oh, oh... pela-too-pa-wa-chi... ke-na-muka... ba-la-me-ka.”Jake’s voice blasted over the speakers, “Sta-ie-che is trying to send a message to her fellow Turillians begging them not to destroy our planet. She needs your help. Sing along with her....”Sta-ie-che pointed the microphone toward the audience as she sang loudly,. When I turned fifteen, the man who owned the tavern where I cleaned took me. For a week it was only him, but after that I had to go with the patrons. If I didn't, he'd beat me and worse. I lived like that for four years before I was sold to a man who in turn traded me to a saloon owner in Independence. I worked in his saloon for another four years. He was better with us girls, kind and respectful, and I started my singing in his saloon. Then, one night a patron wanted to hurt me. I fought him. " I looked at the other room and the door was barely ajar. "He's been watching the whole time."I blushed down my whole body as I stared at the door. I could see now that someone was indeed watching through the opening as I laid naked on the floor with my legs spread wide open while Frank knelt between them taking pictures of my pussy. I began trembling with nervousness and anticipation.Frank sat up and set the camera aside. He smiled at me. "Are you ready?" I nodded excitedly.He fiddled with.