I sat on the floor because I was feeling too weak. My eyes were blurring. He came to me, bent to me and said,-why do you not call imad? Why not try yo...ur imad against my god who ordered me to do this to you? Come on, pray for him!-I was too weak to scream or do anything because of the excruciating pain of my head. He bent and held my jacked, ready to rip it apart. Suddenly…I saw a black figure appear behind him, and in a moment, my jacket was released of his hands and Omar flew away in the sky,. He said get me my cane I have been robbed andbeaten up so I got him his cane he told me to hold it up high so he could seethat it wasn?t broken and would hold his weight I did and brought it to him Itold him I would get the cops he told me don?t because the guys that did thisto him would kill him if he called the cops. So I ask him what I could do forhim. He told his name was Ted and if I could help him up I said I would try sohe told me to bend over and with the cane and my back he could get. M. the sissy will sexually service a steady stream of men, who will arrange payment with the sissy’s black pimp before going in to the closet. Cigarettes, candy bars, soap, toothpaste – almost any means of payment – will get a man laid, sucked off, his ass eaten out, even a chance to urinate in the sissy’s mouth – depending on how much payment is given. After each customer leaves the closet, the pimp goes in and tells the sissy what the next trick has paid for. And the sissy will comply. Just. ”“Thanks. They’re cute, aren’t they?”We drove into Tony’s circular driveway, got out and rang the doorbell. Tony opened the door within a couple of minutes. He was only wearing a pair of boxer style bathing trunks. A gold chain hung down his hairy chest. “Come on in,” he said. “You look magnificent as always Marissa.”“Thank you Tony,” she answered, flashing him a demure smile.“Head right out to the back by the pool,” he directed. I noticed that his house still had the rental furniture in it. As.