Finally, he moves to where my head is located, kneels down, unzips his coveralls and pulls out his dick and balls. He pulls up a small stool where he ...can sit with his dick and balls are able to push against my mouth. He says, "Boy, it's time for your training on how you will exist as my bitch now." He places his thick rubber gloved thumbs between my teeth and forces my mouth open to where he force his cock into my mouth. He says to me, "Bitch, worship my dick and balls and be grateful you are. What you want to do is look through the holes and light whatever newspaper you can reach. The idea is for the paper to burn enough to catch the whole batch on fire and start the charcoal going."I bent over and looked and saw one hole with nothing above it and two with newspaper visible. I lit the lighter and held it in one hole, then the other. I stuck the end of the lighter through the one where there wasn't any evident paper and shoved it as far away from the others as it would go. I looked. That was a bore.When she bad found Justice the morning after her first wild night, she had asked him if he still had her key. However, he could not remember picking it up. Something in his face made Joan doubt that he was really telling her the truth, but she accepted his words as part of her fate and climbed in and out of the train window without another word.The only visitor she would entertain was Justice and she kept even Myrna from knowing of the missing key and the foolish consequences of. After all, she had rather enjoyed the fucking that Mr. Hughes had given her the night before and she was starting to look forward to what the Jackson brothers had in store for her.At 2:30pm Nadia undressed and took a hot shower. She was in a robe and her hair was up in a towel when there was a knock at her door. It must be the gown delivery she thought. She opened the door and there was a tall black bellboy standing there.Bell Boy: “Excuse me Ma’am, I have your clothing delivery.”Nadia: “Thank.