" I'm always good when the subject is as pretty as you are mum."I drained my glass, and he refilled it, I propped myself up on my elbows to sip at it,...and I felt his oily hands going to my sides and caressing the side of each heavy breast."They don't hurt Billy." I said softly but I made no attempt to pull away."No," he agreed, "But they feel lovely."Cheekily, he reached right round my body and cupped each one, I gasped as I felt his fingers on my nipples and then I pulled away quickly."No. That's when she saw her.The whore.There were whores all over. Black, oriental, girls strutting, pimps walking, all about sex and drugs, barbaric splendour, for sale and on display. But this girl, this one whore, stood there with outthrust breasts and cherry red boots with long fuck me heels, full breasts barely concealed by a tank top, and a half length white leather jacket. And red hair. The exact same shade of red as Katy's own. A glorious, bouyant, sensuous, slutty shade of red,. ”Both women behind him nodded and while Lindsey was still on her brother’s lap she could see how much they adored him, which in turn eased her fears. Ericha or Liza, the pink beauty, looked in her direction and started to smile further easing her into security. She was finally safe.While they were busy talking, the men and women took care of the bloody pulp of the man that shook and convulsed, anger and revulsion on the men’s faces as they dragged him away. The men that were in the chairs. Doctor Nancy read his expression, and smiled at him. Getting to her feet, she stood before him."Billy," she said, her voice soft, "you're in excellent health. There does, however, seem to be a slight problem. I can certainly fix it, though."She rested her warm palms on his thighs, andwhen she began to caress them, Billy's body shivered."I'll fix it, but you've got to promise never to tell, not even your mother," she said."Why?" Billy asked innocently. "Because she might not understand," Doctor.