Gertie said, “The Beaumont Apartments will be for your new whores. How many do you have?”Harold sat up straighter, proud, “Sixteen can start ton...ight. Four more on the way.”“Good. Dr. Madeline seen them?”“Yes ma’am. They clean, clean as a whistle. She’ll put the girls on the Pill when...”When they’re old enough to need it.“Fine. Move them into the Buena Vista, start them earning their keep. Bring your original whores home while the Beaumont is being remodeled.”“Should I have them back working. She was doing it so well, that it seemed like she was an expert. She deep throated my penis and gave it some strokes. She had pre-cum in her mouth. She then kissed me on my lips.We were ready for it. I proceeded to insert my penis into her virgin vagina. It felt like heaven. It was warm and joyous. We didn’t have protection but decided to take the risk. I took my 5.5-inch penis and placed it gently into her vagina. I pushed hard, and she moaned. I pushed further and she bled. She broke her. She was pulling every piece out of the basket and was going through it all; sorting and organizing. She looked up at me.Ana asked if we could get rid some of these toys; as she showed me a purple dildo and some silver egg-shaped thing in her other hand.I said that we could, for sure…She whispered that we had not used some of this stuff in years…She then continued sorting through these things.I sat down on the toilet and picked up one of the dildos.It was a black one, long, thick and veiny. I. Satisfied that he wasn’t coming back, Corrine calmly walked back into her apartment, locked the door and sank down on the broken couch to weep. Her tears were silent and heartrending but there was no one to hear or see and no one to comfort her. In the quiet that followed the violent episode, she thought of her grandmother back in Stroudsburg. Granny always greeted her with a smile, hugged her in a way that did not make her cringe and lavished love and attention on her as if she knew.On the day.