I was a runner. The day was clear and at five thirty I made my pick up. I went to a house on the edge of Mexicantown and walked through the gates, the...armed guards, the snarling dogs. Inside I stripped down and was given the product, cut for sale. My clothes were searched and when they were clean I redressed with the package. I was dropped off near Greektown and went on my route. Drop off the coke, pick up the take from the previous day. Drop, pick, drop, pick, ten of twelve down. He came out. The real question was why. 'Why am I still alive and where am I? Well, time to go talk to Oliver, or whatever his name is, and get some answers.'Iman and Rashad escorted me down a long white metallic looking hallway past many closed doors that all looked the same, until they stopped. How they could tell one door from another was beyond me. They made that same odd clicking sound and the door slid open. "This is where we leave you, Alexis Perry," said Iman. "I will come and check on you later to. Herpassionate response to his almost brutal caressesfurther revised his previous opinion of her. This wasdefinitely not the sweet girl he thought he knew; ifshe kept this much of herself hidden from him, whowould say what else what other deceptions she hadpracticed during their months together? In this way, he began to justify what he was about todo to her. The various plans for his own pleasure thathad been running through his head over the course ofthe day were further clarified into a plan. I didn't know what he meant by that, but the tingling in my croch felt really good, so I said sure. He asked if I had ever jerked off before, and I knew what that meant from hearing my other friends joking around, but said, "No, I don't really know how to." He asked if I wanted to learn, and said it felt really good. I agreed and was starting to get nervous, cause I didn't know what to expect. He stood up, unbuckled his belt, opened his pants and dropped them to his ankles. He sat back down and.