“Take your nice dress off, bitch, I want to see your naked body” He said in his deep voice."Please." I begged sobbing, “I just need a phone”."...Lose that dress, bitch, or you'll be the center of a black gang party tonight." He answered.My trembling hands reached behind my back and lowered the zipper on my dress. Humiliation made me go slow which had the effect of further arousing the black bastard. The dress slipped to my feet and suddenly I found myself fully naked, just on my high heels, in. I remember. Hell, that night in the club is still fresh in my head as far as hot scenes go. Fuck, it must be damn good, bro, to put up with this array of shit from her.” He took another swig of his beer. “So how much longer are you going to be her whipping boy?” “I’m not a fucking whipping boy.” “You are. Never let a girl take control like she has. She’s got you by the balls and she’s not letting go until you put a ring on that finger. I pegged that from the first moment you hooked up with her.. We could all shoot, but I wuz the best shot since I had the most practice cuz I did most of the huntin'.Anyway, one day we wuz ridin' down the road on the wagon when three White men jumped out in front of us. Naturally, Mable stopped, an' I didn't know enough at the time ta argue with her. One of the men grabbed her harness while the other two walked up ta each side of the wagon.The one on my side said, "Howdy, son, where y'all goin'?"There wuzn't anythin' I could point ta, but he gave me a bad. Diana took the pins out of her hair to let it fall naturally and look a lot less official, then mounted the stairs leading to "Spikes" store. Whereas almost every other stairwell in the area of the shop had grated steps, Diana noted that the steps leading to "Spikes" were solid. "I'll bet I know why these steps are solid," she muttered to herself. "If "Spikes" sells what I hope they do, wearing what has been bought wouldn't work well on grated steps!" After climbing two stories of steps, Diana.