Without a word, his maintormentor turned and went out the door. Trace was there, leaning on hispick-up and swigging from a can of beer. Emmy was by ...is side and hisarm was around her. Dashawn went to Trace.The Black man wanted to know. "How long you want us to keep that sugar-coated swish in our clubhouse?" Well, I figure that money will cover a fair amount of time." Trace hadbeen thinking about just the weekend.Dashawn said, "I counted them bills. It's a good payment. You startingSpring. Somehow I still felt like I had some control, like he was manipulating me into being scared, like he was testing me, and I him. I wouldn’t cave, I’ve never caved! With my hands fastened so that I couldn’t use them without choking I still felt like I had control. I was wrong.I was on my knees in his sofa with my head high and my wrists pulled as far back and up my back as they can come. Honestly I can’t remember if it was one of my remarks that made him throw me of the couch and on to the. More

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