Their hands were cuffed behind their backs.“What the fuck!” yelled Linda.“Let me go!” screamed Christina.Then, Mr., Frank entered the room. He...said, “Good job boys. Now you two cunts are going to take Tracy’s place for a little while. After all, everyone was promised a slut for a couple of days and Tracy is not available right now. So, you belong to us until she recovers.”“NNNOOOOO, you can’t do this to us!” they both yelled.“Well, we can and we will,” Mr. Frank calmly said. “Now, why don’t you. If I‘m out for Friday I don‘t pay any more rent”“I’ll come back later and help you pack, and that new bed I’ve just got, it can be our new bed ,if that’s all right with you”“I would like that” I saidMy mother had to leave but she did come back later to help.After working for two days I have moved back in to my mothers house, my old house was fully furnished so it was only my stuff to shift and to clean from top to bottom. We have had our tea and I am sitting with my mother in her bath, she. I opened the door without looking through the security hole. “Mother fucker!” That’s all I heard, then everything went black. When I came too I realized I was in a hospital bed. My head hurt, my jaws hurt and my entire body seemed to be on fire. “Welcome back to the living,” I voice said to my right. I slowly turned my head and saw Peter sitting on a chair. “What the fuck happened,” I said weakly. “Esmeralda’s dad happened. He knocked the shit out of you. One of the neighbors saw the door. You really should figure things out and set goals. Certainly you must have SOME plans, right? For instance, what about Glory?"He winced, and then spoke in a quieter tone. "We're not supposed to talk about her. That's a BIG, big secret!"She lowered her voice too. "I know, but just this once, m'kay? Just between you and me, with my lips zipped shut forever, what would you like to see happen with her? In a long term, future-y kind of way, I mean?"There was a long pause as he considered that. Then.