"Then she went into the room and left the door slightly ajar, probably on purpose. I should have just left, but I didn't. I couldn't. So I watched. Je... positioned the side of her head on your stomach facing the door. I watched her take you into her mouth and suck you awake. I watched your movements, your hands in her hair, I saw your cock slide in and out of her mouth. Watching you made me wet. I saw you pull her up to you and kiss her and roll her over and mount her. I watched your tight ass. She was cutting up some tomatoes at the table."I want that nigger whipped!" I said, staring at the old woman and shaking with anger. "I want him whipped now. Right now!" Whipped? What that boy done?" Mercy had been cutting up some meat and now she washed her hands, looking at me over her shoulder."He ... Insulted me," I said, fighting to keep my voice down. "He was talking bad about me and refusing to do what I told him to and..." Shoot!" She grinned. "I thought he done raped you, girl!" What?. Maybe they had decided to get rid of Taylor permanently but it was too risky, not knowing his client, and they chose to dump him as a better alternative.Pressing a hand to his head and fighting back the nausea that was threatening to take over, Taylor pushed all those thoughts away. They were all maybe, could be, and didn’t matter one way or another. He was alive, he didn’t have Mary Jane, and Kara, who he had started to feel responsible for, was missing.A thought jerked his head up, looking. I knocked on the door and it took a while for her to answer it. I though that she was expecting me and would open it right away. She was wearing a sexy black robe with a red dragon painted on it. It looked like silk and it was quite short. She greeted me and welcomed me in.In her living room sitting on the couch under a blanket were three girls from my school. I recognized them all as freshmen. Ninth grade girls were usually about fifteen or sixteen years old. The formal introductions were made.