I helped her take off her blouse and skirt. She stood there with nothing on but heels. She had the bare pussy of a teenager. I kissed her again and fe...lt the softness of her nipples. She said, "Take it out, Erick. I want to touch it so bad." I took it out for her, and her hand immediately surrounded it."Oh, honey, it is throbbing. May I kiss it?"I said nothing, but she leaned down and was all over it with her mouth. Her tongue danced over the head. Her hand gently held my sack, and my balls. He told me to hurry up because his friend Rico was already there. I could hear his friend in the background and I was certain at that point that Steve really meant business. About an hour later I knocked on Steve’s door and as expected he answered. I saw Rico sitting on the couch in the living room. He was a good looking guy about 6’0,’ probably 180 pounds, maybe mid to late 30’s. He had fair skin, black hair and brown eyes as most Latinos tend to be. Steve and I and the ‘new guy,’ Rico sat. What she told Greta had seemed incredible in this day and age. Impossible, even.Anna had fought the Commandant wildly, even going so far as to bite his penis when he had attempted to put it into her mouth. He had beaten her severely and told her he would kill her entire family if she didn't cooperate.She cooperated, as best she could, but that still wasn't enough for him. He meant to teach her a good lesson. After raping her night and day for a week, he had turned her over to what he called the. We didn’t want him slinking away.“You mind if I smoke?” Kassia asked as we sat down at her kitchen table. We were in her apartment in Fresno. The Black woman was tall and though she had a fierce face, there was a nervousness about her.“It’s your house,” I said. I shifted in the wooden chair and adjusted my notepad before me. I clicked record on the digital recorder sitting in the middle of the table. “This is Detective Nelson Tucker with Detective Sunny Salvage of the Sacramento Police.