Momma came out just as they were leaving."If you want 'er again, same deal, okay?" They smiled speaking to each other and laughing as they left. I wen... to see Vicky.She was on her back staring up at the ceiling. Bite marks, hickies bruises, scratches, red marks and cum covered most of her body. "You okay?"She didn't speak for the longest time. "I hate her," she finally said. "I ain't doing this shit no more. I'll run away if I got to." Run away? Vicky you can't do that. Momma won't let you go.". She looked up from the couch where she was reading, gave me a smile, and went back to her book. As is my custom, I stripped down to my boxers, got in bed, and dropped like a rock into a sound sleep.The sound of running water woke me up. She was in the shower and I had slept about 20 minutes. Should I join her or not? She hates it when I just walk in on her in the shower. The decision was made for me as I heard the water turn off. She soon came out of the shower wearing a night shirt. We cuddled. " Shelly suggested, and then she asked "Jayne, downstairs, what was wrong?" The condom,"Jayne explained as she pulled her boots off, "I want to feel a man spurt, you know, and it was so good and then suddenly it didn't happen." We can't Jayne, not with Aids," Shelly said sadly, "But next time well, we'll maybe try something better?" Ok," Jayne agreed but they both knew Jayne would never be back.Jayne put her boots by the locker and undid her collar, "Careful, let me," Shelly cautioned, "Don't. But Macklin profits kept going up, on paper anyway, even with fewer meds being sold.”I said, “Those astronomically higher prices.”“Yes. So, two things. Higher prices for key medicines and asset-stripping. Trimming the Research and Development department is just one example. Macklin has been replacing scientists, highly qualified executives, CEOs ... across the board talent-dilution.”She stirred her drink again, swirling the ice cubes. “So I called a friend of mine at Fortnight Capital. Conrad.