She was dialing the cell phone under the weak light of the ceiling dome when she heard the tapping on her window. ‘Can I help?’ he asked through t...e pane of glass. He looked familiar. Yes, she’d seen him in the group of folks she’d gone to the theater with as Elizabeth’s guest the week after Thanksgiving. He’d been sweet. A great smile and funny stories. It had been a group from Elizabeth’s church, Clara remembered. She rolled down the window. ‘Say, aren’t you Mrs. Benton?’ he asked. ‘Yes,. " She paused for a moment like she'd caught herselffrom saying something, "Care..." Oh, sorry, I... don't have anything but this downstairs." That's OK, can you help me get dressed, then I'll find you something?"She turned and picked up a suspender belt. "Can you find the matchingbra? Should be in the top drawer on the left." I went over to the largechest of drawers and opened the one she'd indicated to find it tumbled upwith all sorts of lingerie. My mouth went a bit dry, but I found the. You'll be anything I tell you to be and you'll like it and beg for more."Anger boiled up within Scott's soul, anger and pure, unadulterated lust. He'd never really given up his fallacy of white supremacy, he'd never really reconciled his hatred for Black men and their larger endowments, he was just going through the motions in an effort to satiate his lust for being degraded and abused. His desires to be raped, used, and beaten until unrecognizable were symptoms of a greater evil. Scott wanted. She knew she should get up and go talk to Partheon, who must be fuming by now, but somehow she couldn't find the motivation. All that mattered to her right now was reliving the previous night and preparing herself for whatever this eve would bring.After about an hour or so of this, though, she was given no choice. She heard a gruff voice outside of her tent."Damn it, Asiara, we need to consult. If you don't come out here soon I'm going to assume that something's wrong, and I'm going to come.