Roger followed and saw that they were in a room with a large window that overlooked the warehouse and had a good view of the stage. The glass was slig...htly tinted so Roger assumed that it was one-way glass. The room reminded Roger of a sky box at a baseball stadium.Ben turned to Roger and smiled, "You are going to see something tonight that I don't think any white man has ever seen. Immigrants are brought here and they will find jobs so that they can pay off their debt to the snakeheads. The men. But Karson said that she knew this stuff was coming. It'd been happening off and on for the better part of almost two years. Her grandma needed to get help in her house and was refusing it.We decided to put on a movie. Hanging out in the living room, for whatever reason, I started taking glances at Shannon. I'd never really paid attention to her more than talking to her, laughing and joking with her. Until this evening.She was stretched out on the love seat in the living room. My daughter. I undid my trousers and they dropped to around my ankles and then slipped my boxers down far enough to exposed my raging hard on, it looked mighty big and hard in the moonlight. I moved forward so my cock was at her entrance “Are you sure” I asked“You can’t stop now” she saidI nudged it between her lips, slipping it up and down with my hand a few times to tease her. I found her love hole and push, Susan gasped as half my length went in to her slippery wet hole. Her eyes widened as I pushed some. . She paused. Here eyes scanned mine. my . . . She waited. Her smile widened. shit! They both laughed. I nearly passed out. What the hell. I couldnt have heard her right. Wha— Listen damnit! Ill say it again. To be in my service, you must &hellip, (pause) &hellip,… eat &hellip,… (pause) …&hellip, my &hellip,… (pause) … SHIT! … (pause) … Eat my shit! Do you understand what that means, fuckface? I was confused. Was she serious? How could I ever… I nodded. You should have known, piss-ant. I gave.