They wanted sex, not me. Like Mom in Hawaii, they were white men who sexed me, the Asian whore.I continued mulling over my life and convinced myself, ...hat was not true, was. I was a bitch, whore, worthless, good only for sexing and believed it.I'm no different than the Asian bar girls dancing naked on a stage, selected by number. My stage is different but like them, I'm called by a number, my phone number. No, they dance for survival, facing the horror of what they must do to survive. Me, I. I'm enjoying being around two beautiful woman, even if one is my niece and the other is my sister." Isn't he cute when he gets all defensive?" Lisa asked her mother."Just like a little doll that you want to pick up and play with," Susan said. She added a girlish giggle after that."It's your turn tomorrow to fix dinner Richard," Lisa said to me."I know. It's a surprise and has been planned for a few days," I said. I went out on my own and picked up a large rack of pork ribs ... a man needs his. They all go for her there hands touching her all over, squeezing her tits, spreading her legs, she's trying so hard to push them off, one of the guys, Slaps her, Quit moving he yells, and he goes for the Jeans button and zip. She still moving trying to get them off, one of them gets a great Idea, he gets up and goes to his coat and pulls out little blue pills, hey guys, lets put her In ecstasy he laughs, and gives her the pill, swallow It he says or you'll be sorry. She's crying but does as. She opens the door. “I haven’t been able to finish a single chapter of my readings all day,” she says solemnly. “My exam is next Monday and I still have half the text book to go through.”“Is something bothering you?” I ask her.“Well…I just seem to have a hard time concentrating,” she says.“Would it have anything to do with the fact that your mind is on something else this whole time?” I ask.She looks at me with a confused look.“I saw you earlier on the bed today,” I confess.“Tai!” she.