Violet spent the rest of the day in her bed. She cried and slept. She missed her mom so much. She knew her life would never be the same again, and she...was right, but she had no idea just how crazy it was about to get.At nine o'clock that night, two big men arrived and met with Violet's step father. The deal was made, and Violet had been sold to the highest bidder who lived somewhere on an island outside the United States. The bidder's men were here to collect Violet, and escort her to her new. I look up at him and smile a wicked smile, as I undo his pants. I lower his pants inch by inch until his hard cock springs free, grasping him firmly at the base. I slide my tongue along his salty skin from his balls to tip before taking him fully into my mouth. He grabs a fistful of hair and inhales sharply. “I love watching you suck my dick.” “Do you now? Well, let’s see how much you love this,” I whisper seductively. I stop my oral assault and turn to Alice, who is lying back playing with. "We'll see," I said, smiling. Then I pointed around and told her, "I'm going downstairs for a little bit. Clean up this room and make the bed so that everything is neat for later." Then I left and went downstairs.I sat on the couch in the living room and tried to collect my thoughts. I was trying to be cool, collected and suave on the outside, but on the inside I was a raging ball of hormones. I seriously considered going to the bathroom and relieving myself, but I decided to wait. I had. I was pretty good at school-taught Vietnamese but sucked at the slang that was prevalent in certain areas that still required a translator even for educated Vietnamese from either Saigon or Hanoi. Most of the slang I learned on the ground in Vietnam from common folks working with the government or the people with connections to the American military in all walks of life. I found that knowledge of French was an asset because lots of words either reverted back to French or were partially French.