I have been told that before." I am sorry. I didn't mean to. You are really pretty! Oh I am so sorry. Ididn't mean pretty. I meant you have some resem...blance to her. Like herbrother," my embarrassment made me say awkwardly. Arjun started laughing."Don't worry! Its fine. Thank you though," he said offering me a hug. Ihugged him back. I knew him for less than a day and I already was socomfortable with him.Over the next couple of days, I got to know Arjun better. He was from abroken family, his. I had gotten into Fisting but, among Black Guy Men it was very secret. (especially in the South!) So, I went to this Fisting Party and there were all Black guys there (about 10 guys) and then the last two brothers came in later and they brought two White dudes. I didn't think anything one way or the other. I was taking a rest from FISTING, FUCKING and SUCKING this FINE-ASSED brother and I saw this White Dude had be eyeing me since he arrived. He wasn't particularly attractive to me so I just. Please. Let me go."She looked beautiful with big tears glistening on her soft cheeks, her eyes large and luminous, thick lashes dark and spiky. He leaned back and grabbed the Polaroid camera, getting the picture before she could turn her face away from the flash and ruin the symmetry of those tears."Nice," he muttered to himself as he fanned the picture that was ejected from the bottom of the camera. He waited until it was fully developed before showing it to her. "See how beautiful you. " You speak English?" one of the girls yelled. She started to rise toher feet. "You've got to get us out of here!"Another rushed towards me. "Slave? What do you mean slave?" she asked.A third held her head in her hands. "This can't be happening. It mustbe a dream. I'm going to wake up safe and sound in my bed. Come on...wakeup!!" she screamed.The man snapped his whip, hitting one of the girls in the thigh. Shefell to her knees."Stay kneeling, please," I screamed, putting up my hands. "You.