They would have then raped you repeatably with me being forced to watch. Once they had got tired of you; you would have been sold on a world-wide sex ...slave market. With your looks, you would have probably ended up in Africa or the Middle East for that is where most Americans that are sold into the sex trade end up. I called the FBI late Friday night and sent them enough evidence on my parents for them to get a warrant. Let me put it this way; they are going to be in prison for the rest of their. It wasn't my fault. It wasn't my fault my parents had me when they were on the street. I didn't do anything wrong. Why was everyone treating me like this? A tear of sadness trickled down my face. The mist soon filled the cell and I was choking. Each breath drained me of its strength. My heart began to slow down just like the last beats of a drum at a dance. Then I blacked out. At that moment I thought my life was over. I thought that the tunnel of light would open up and swap me away to a. His shoulders slumped, his head bowed and he drew a couple of deep breaths before replying. ‘Can I see Cathy?’ ‘Not at the moment. Later maybe.’ ‘You’re gonna hand me over to the Feds aren’t you?’ ‘Why would you think we’d do that, Mr Kane?’ ‘Because you found my stash. You said it was a federal offence.’ ‘As I said, you are a most fortunate young man. I’ve been apprised of your former convictions for possession of narcotics. All very minor but, nevertheless, you have a record. We shall red. Already Caroline had landed the leather paddle expertly on the same spot on her twitching bum some four times, and she cried out and begged for Caroline to stop. For a moment she did, and Rebecca sighed with relief that she had some control over the beating. But then Caroline put her mouth by Rebecca’s ear and whispered coldly, “If you ask me to stop again, the Countess will be VERY angry and tomorrow’s deal may well fail. It is only pain and you WILL bear it – do you understand me,.