Then slowly you pull away from me, as silent as the night before me I wait for you. “You taste just as good as I thought you would”A single shiver...runs down my spine, that accent. I knew it, but where from? I try to think, I think hard, every accent, I can’t place yours. You wait for me, knowing that when I figure it out I will embrace you tightly. I open my mouth to speak“Oh-““You took your time”With that you turn the lights on, exposing me. The first time we meet wasn’t supposed to be this. The room was just big enough to hold its simple furnishings — a filthy mattress surrounded by a dozen small wooden chairs, three on each wall. The chairs were there for the rapists to sit on while they watched their victims being callously violated by their fellow gang members as they anxiously waited their turn to assault the female prey.The chairs were within a foot of the edge of the mattress so the boys could watch the sexual conquests close up and get really entertained and stimulated by. When I arrived back home, it was a little over an hour since I had left. I came to the door just as my in-laws were packing my children into their car. I had forgotten that they were going to spend the day and night with Grammy and Grandad. This would make the conversation that I planned to have a little easier. At least it wouldn’t have to wait for them to go to bed. The earlier we started, the better. I kissed my little ones goodbye, and hugged my in-laws,. Karen looked at me a little. The climax was building up in both of us, when a taxi stopped in front of her drive way. Rupert got out of the taxi and I started to pump Felicia faster. I loosened the hold on her hair allowing her to breathe freely. As her head fell forward, she noticed the cab and Rupert. Panting heavily she said: - He’s here..he’s here. Not slowing down a bit, I asked her if she wanted me to stop. She replied in haste: - Don’t you fucking dare…come on...finish.