"Jesus fuck, what?!" he yelled, and swung his arm downward - I winced in fear and closed my eyes, before I felt a tremendous pain as he stabbed me in ...my left leg, right above the knee. I cried out in pain."H-how can you be a killer in Cherry Falls... and not be a virgin killer? Or, wait, perhaps... you are a VIRGIN killer?" I said, then giggled softly, trying to ignore the pain and distract him for as long as possible. "It was staring me right in the face this whole time. So, are you?"He glared. Need more."I looked back at him through the heavy breathing and asked, "How do I know you'll keep your word?"No sooner had I asked the question than there was a knock at the front door. Before I could ask who was there, five black men entered and found their way to the study. He responded by pulling all the way out. "Because we're going to pimp you, like we do with all our white bitches. Now, if you want me to fuck you... sign."Without waiting one more second, I frantically began to sign all. We pulled into the parking lot of The Old Mill Hotel. There were a lot of cars there already, in fact, it was virtually full, with the only available slots being around the back, quite a distance from the entrance."Listen, I know you don't want to be out in public too much, but the empty car spaces are a long way for you in those shoes, so I'll drop you at the door, and park the car and come back for you, and we can go in together", I suggested.Simone agreed, so I parked the car and hurried. ..For Jordan, dinner floated by like a rose-colored dream. Patricia had charmed him at the office, but it was nothing compared to the attraction he felt for her now that he had seen her in her home element. I'm actually alone with her at last, he thought. Who says hope doesn't spring eternal.An hour later, they sat at the kitchen table talking quietly as they lingered over a second glass of red wine. Both could sense a growing tension that was confirmed each time they glanced shyly at each.