The event was held at a nearby hotel. What is ironic about this hotel is that it also featured a salt and pepper club (a club where white women go to ...meet black men.) I had been to the club several times and had enjoyed myself there. So one Saturday night I drove to the hotel and entered the lobby, I walked by the entrance of the club and watched people lining up to get in. It was funny that men were spending good money to get into the club, and try to get laid, not knowing that wild sex was. Before long it was time for them to get ready for the auction. Each girl was wearing basically hunting gear. Big oversized camo clothes with boots and hats. She said it was funny since all three of them were cute girls wearing bikinis and then they covered them up with big frumpy clothes. She walked out into the room and there were a couple hundred men in there. She was supposed to walk around and show off the items, and then when someone won the bidding, she would walk over to him and remove. The carnage was unbelievable. The stench of blood, sweat, and spent gunpowder filled the air. I tried to get my footing but a sharp pain coursed through my left leg. Stumbling to the ground l took a last breath and fell.When I opened my eyes, I was in a hut. Immediately I grabbed for my side arm, but the pain was unlike anything I'd ever felt. My arm bandage was spotted with crimson blood. Trying to wrap my brain around what had happen and what state I was in, and passed out again. I came to. She thought I was going to ask her out."Why did you slap Meghan?" Funny how the rapes meant no one had to ask which Meghan."I don't know what you're talking about." The break in her voice betrayed the lie. Erin's eyes went from Morgan to Ahmo."What are you talking about, Tavi?" Ahmo stood up and took a step towards me."Tavi?" Morgan grabbed my sister's arm."Hmmm!" Elis stared at Erin for a few seconds before looking at me. "We didn't have a choice, did we?" What are you guys talking about?".