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Then it caangs But do the Triads have a setup on the Upper East Side on Park Avenue? Nope, couldn’t be Triads

I kneere headed there because she pictured it in her mind A penthouse on Park Avenue Whoever the Master was, dude had to be loaded, filthy rich I’d been to a party on the Upper East Side once, the place dripped with money A little dripped into my pocket, but I earned every penny of it bent over the bathroom sink I wasn’t invited back to any more of those parties

I tried to hts were the as while she watched o to suppress my reactions to people’s depravity

I readme while I bent over to tie my shoes My dress had creeped up to the point he could see my white panties Totally shocked, I overreacted I freaked out right there in theaccusations in front of the whole congregation My father was so angry, shaking his head in e profusely He’d told s people hadn’t done or said, estas loca – you are crazy

After that episode, Daddy decided he could no longer deal with ured if I wanted to accuse innocent men of perversions, then I should understand it Colombian rationale doesn’t always make sense by American standards Sometimes two plus two equals three My father did the , and sold me to Rubin the very next day

I neverain But Lia had sorely tested my composure I tried not to react I tried so hard to stay cals But she noticed Nohands in es in my respiration, she could s, the colors She could see this hazy color, an aura My aura screa to me She sniffed the scent of my fear, breathed it in deeply She could even taste it, and it excited her to new levels of i a knife up between s Jack-the-Ripper style, I started to cry I couldn’t help it The bitch smiled at me

"Please stop I’ll never tell anyone I proed shamelessly

I was more afraid than I’ve ever been I had this sense of her as so more than a petite little Vietnah, a Hannibal Lector, a Jeffrey Daherous The kind of dangerous people can be with all liard for the sacredness of life She was capable of anything, and soht herself an actual va to think the same

"You’ll not die … yet" Not until we see the Master "It’s too bad you’re so daht you had some spine" All the more fun to rip it out

She wanted htto scareas quickly as we did probably saved my life My immediate cooperation was the only reason she hadn’t pulled that trigger She itched forshe could construe as a possible threat Then she’d be allowed to kill me Those were the rules she lived by, the rules of her Master Straight up fucking weird

"What, you’re not feeling froggy bitch? Don’t think you can take un down on the seat next to her

I stared at that gun sooo hard Oh hoanted to go for it She folded her hands in her lap and grinned with anticipation She wanted o for it She wanted it as much as I did

"I’ht there was more to you" She was slick I wanted to break her slick little nose I’ve been in a few fights, and knohat they want to do before they do it does help at ti where it hurts The nose is especially painful I learned quickly where to hit to cause the hetto rat, but I kno to find what hurts

"I just want to go home I don’t want proble to sound whiny, and I hadI virtually never cry

"I guess they don’t make em like they used to in Mexico anymore"

"I’m not Mexican"