"She walked out to the car gingerly, putting her weight on the sides of her feet. The tattoos were not very large and Ray had assured us that they wou...ld heal quickly but suggested that for the next couple of days, until the scab formed, she should stay off of her feet as much as possible.I didn't have a problem with that. I like her on her back.One of the fantasies that Inga had told me about was this tattoo on the bottom of her foot. She didn't offer any suggestions about what it should be. I. My hands now resting on her shoulders, smooth, sculptured, moving aside the loose end of her sari. We move apart a little so that we can more easily reach and remove the clothing that stands between us. Her fingers fumble with the tie of my robe but she finally undoes it and it falls open. I wear nothing beneath, I am there, ready for her touch. I pull her dress down over her breasts, over her hips and it falls with a whisper to the floor. Her breasts are bare and she wears a pair of white,. Jenna’s face blanched.Seeing this, Laura screeched, “Oh god! Get your hands off my daughter you disgusting black bastards!”That simply earned her a second vicious slap across the face as another of the men angrily yelled, “Hoe! You want us to let your motherfucking hoe of a daughter go, you jus better make us real happy. Hoe.”A third man added, “Shut your hoe face bitch. We like white bitch asses. You fuck our black asses and we’ll let your bitch daughter go. Get up and let us see your sorry. I am ready for your verdict. They appear to lean toward each other conspiratorially, attempting to keep secret what I already know. Stealing glances out of the corners of their plastic eyes, they whisper their final judgment to each other. Teddy and I watch them closely as they discuss the verdict. What is there to discuss? The evidence is overwhelming, the verdict already decided and the sentence begun. I realize that none of them are looking directly at me during this phase. They seem.