“Valerie,” her mom said. “I told you. Go ahead and sit in front of the fan. Do it. Remember, mother knows best.” Valerie sighed. What the hell...could she do. She sat in front of the fan. This was so dumb but at least the fan wasn’t moving. the last thing she needed was for the fan to be blowing hot air in her face. But then her mom switched it on.“Mom,” Valerie protested. “Just look at the fan,” her mom told her. This was silly, Valerie told herself and yet ... she looked at the blades of the. He told Maria that her and Connie would be severely raped and beaten for the next two weeks straight to get them used to their new life. Connie was still blindfolded and she could not see Maria’s face but she could hear her voice saying, “it will be okay Connie, just do what they say and they won’t hurt us.” Maria and Connie were both very scared, Maria didn’t know what she had gotten herself into with these men, what started off as a fun way to live out her sexual fantasies was now a. That usually meant that older, reasonably intelligent, and somewhatthoughtful men seemed more "my type" as I feared or was uncomfortablewith young guys who were impulsive, overly aggressive or talked tooopenly about sexuality or themselves. There seemed so "few" of thismature kind of man or classy type of guy in this bar. My goal when Iwent out dressed was always just to have fun and enjoy the crazy peopleand personalities that frequented Jacques - which I affectionatelycalled the Star Wars Bar. Mom looked after us very nicely. We both k**s did not give mom any hard time. Mom had one lady in the village who use to visit mom. She was almost at our home every day. She goes home when we come home from school. She was bit older then our mom. Few times I found carrot in the bed. I did not knew what that was for on bed.When I was 12 dad called us to UK to live with him. Dad rented 2 bedroom flat. We stayed in that flat. Live went on good for us brother and sister. One day dad was taking with.