We were seated and again brought a wonderful meal. The theatre had a runway running down the center. It would be where the models would be showing the...latest fashions.I don't think I mentioned that after that night Max and Deanne said they would like to tour the city. They had bought a tour pass at the hotel, which would keep them more than busy for a couple of days. I hadn't thought about it. I would've liked to see some of the sights myself but I didn't want to be a third wheel.The fashion. “You heard me, faggit! I own yo’ white ass. Now shut the fuck up.”I panicked. I ran back to my cell. All of my stuff was piled up in the corner.“Marty, what’s going on,” I insisted.“I’m done with you. Those niggers fucked you. Now, you’re tainted.”“I didn’t want it. They ****d me.”“Shut up, stupid! You’re theirs now.”“But, baby…”“Get outta here before I beat your dumb ass.”I left deflated. I headed back to the common area. Brains was sitting alone smiling. “Come here,” he called out.I. Life had been an adventure they had shared together. Raising two kids had been the most adventurous of all and how proud they both were of the adults their children had become. When the nest emptied life was filled with days of travel and lazy afternoons holding hands. An early and comfortable retirement gave them more freedom than they ever could have imagined and not a day was wasted. Everything they did they did together. And now would be no different. The fairy tale ended abruptly after an. ” “Me too, me too, please,” comes a booming voice from Doug’s bedroom that the two sometimes go. A large black bear of an old man lumbers in from the bedroom door. “What? Who the hell…?” “Sorry, girlie,” Doug says. “This is my friend, Salvador. He has been waiting awhile.” As Emily shuts her legs and gathers her clothes, the hulk of a man is looming on top of them in front. “Shit. What’s this? Waiting for what?,” stammers Emily, who now recognizes the nice hobo with long dirty black hair that.