In a couple of minutes feet were treading across the bridge, and she turned to look - two men. One of them was in a suit, listening to the guard babbl...ng in Spanish. She stood up and addressed him, with respect but not deference, and no smile.“I want to see your boss,” she said in English. “The top guy.”“Who are you?” He was surprised.“I am Mia,” she allowed herself a slight smile. They’d discussed using a false name, but Claude had felt her sense of identity was going to be important, and. He set the list of names on her desk and said, “There is a white slavery ring operating in California.”She looked up startled. Not sure that she had understood him, she asked, “What?”“I said there is a white slavery ring operating in California. They are abducting young women and children. They are being taken somewhere in Nevada south of Las Vegas.”As the implications of what John was saying sank in, Ann started mentally reviewing any warnings that might have been issued. There were none.She. For what I know they might have sold her as a slave while I slept, but kept me around as a sex slave for the gang. Had the sex I had with Elenore actually been yesterday or did I have memory lapses?How much did I really care about Elenore? Tough question, until recently I would have said I did not have any compassion left in me. Maybe it was more about possession, getting to sleep with her stroking my private parts and serving all my needs as literal sex slave had been awesome. Ted and the. Groaning, I pushed myself up and made my way to the door, which I opened after looking out the window to see Brad standing on the porch."Hi," he said softly. He looked the way he always does when his grandmother has a bad day. "I was hoping you'd be home."Returning his greeting, I kissed his cheek and wrapped him in a bear hug. I held him until he said he needed to use the bathroom.While he was gone, I made hot chocolate with marshmallows, and carried the cups into the living room. When he.