I said want something to drink?She says I’ll have a coke please, I told the waitress and I sipped my crown and coke.I told her she was still looking...good and she thanked me, she says it’s been sometime since I’ve seen you, how you been?I said can’t complain and you?She said well I remarried as you might know and he’s an over the road driver.I don’t get to see him like I’d like too.I thought to myself why, doesn’t he like sex either?She says so, here are the papers for the sale of the property. Making my anxious feelings of fear push to the back of my brain, along with my logic.Along with her alabaster skin, this young lady dressed very uniquely. Like she had stepped off the front of your favorite gothic or punk rock album cover. The light breeze sweeping her hair across her face. The flowing raven black locks curling willy-nilly around her face. Making her look innocent but dangerous at the same time. Her tiny body was completely enveloped in a black leather duster type jacket,. We had all been voice trained. One of the female guards announced that we had permission to speak freely during the trip but only to our fellow slaves. The rear doors were closed and locked and the SUV began to move.The trip took about two hours. I suspected we had been heading toward New York City, and this was confirmed when I heard one of the guards announce our first stop."This is your stop, Jennifer. We are at the stage entrance to the Montmarcy Theatre, home of the National Ballet of. It also contained Greta and another woman stark bollock naked and positioned so they could chew at each other’s fannies. I watched fascinated as I had never watched two lesbians at it before“Oh, for heavens sake Greta and Naomi can’t you too be a bit more discreet you have rather embarrassed our guest. This is Alexandra who unlike you two tarts is a nice well brought up young lady.”I may well have looked embarrassed and had certainly gone bright red in the face but I was in fact a little.