. want something?" I asked, still feeling awkward, "A drink maybe." No." She drew her knees up, arching her back, her mouth wide as she let out a long...sigh, "I'm, I’m, I’m, almost, almost, done. You know how... how the saying goes... if you want, something done right..." Hire a professional?" I joked.Her pace slowed, her chest heaving from exertion. A faint smile on her lips as she finally opened her eyes fully. "Did you just call me a prostitute?" No." I replied, "I think I called myself. The icy wind whipped up Ruth's skirt at a furious pace and froze her thighs. She huddled close to Elizabeth throughout the first six hours of the exhausting journey, hugging the girl to her for warmth.When the truck finally stopped to permit the girls to relieve themselves, Ruth could hardly stand up, her legs ached all the way to her groin. She was struck by the apparent loss of energy of the other twenty-three girls. They moved dejectedly out of the truck close by the head of Nurse Hilde, who. Have to admit, I had to swallow down several remarks before they left my lips. “Take a seat, Miss Day, and tell me why you’re here.” Another glance around the office, followed by a small sigh, gave me a good impression of her reluctance to come into contact with the single unoccupied chair on her side of the desk. Somehow, she managed to keep her expression of disdain a momentary thing as she sat. “It’s my sister. I think she’s in trouble.” “What kind of trouble?” I did my best to disguise my. ..I took a cab to the local black club. If I could manage to spend the night with Nick; he would drop me back home in the morning…Once at the front door of the club, I was waved inside by the huge black bouncer who rubbed my buttocks as I asked him where I could find Nick…He slapped my ass and said I could find him with three other blonde married bitches, sitting at a table around the far left corner.The man whispered in my ear: "Your ass is too pretty to have it ruined by that nigger"I.