A large wooden platform had been hastily constructed since her arrival yesterday, and a crude sign declaring that a slave auction was to be held at tw...lve o’clock noon today. ‘How uncivil.’ thought Katherine as she contemplated registering her objections with the authority at the hotel. Somehow though, deep in her thoughts, this gathering entranced her. Her Father attended numerous auctions in the past to purchase their own slaves, yet something deeper attracted Katherine to this event. Her. "Hey guys," Brendan said. We hurried to stash the beer we were drinking.He seldom made surprise visits, but his justice was known to be swiftand terrible. He sat down on the far edge of my bed. He was wearing apair of blue nylon running shorts that showed off his well-toned andwell-tanned legs and a practice jersey kind of half-shirt that revealedhis six-pack abs."Relax," he said, "I'm not here in any official capacity. I was justlooking for someone to hang with for a little while. I'm not in. He didn’t have to tug on the chain?she knew what would happen if he had to tell her twice. ?Why don’t you put on a show for me, hmmm?? Jasmine stared at him, hate radiating from her body. Even though she had been beaten before for disobeying, her stubbornness and pride took over. ?You disgusting PIG!? she cried, and flung wine in his face. Jafar let out a scream of rage. With a yank of his staff Jasmine was pulled close enough to him that he was able to backhand her. She fell to the floor at. Is this seat taken?’ He indicated the vacant chair across from me. I was spellbound by him, my mind stuttering to a halt. Panic started to overwhelm me as to how I should respond. I looked at the waitress for help, any help. She gave me a knowing smile and flashed a bigger smile to my unexpected guest. ‘Looks like it’s all yours today. What can I get you to drink? Do you know what you want to eat?’ He ordered as he sat down, my brain was still having problems assessing the situation. I realized.