Stella’s shawl was on the back of the chair and there was a man’s sweater draped over the one across from hers. Neither party were present. Stella...was probably in the lady’s room and whoever her date was, most likely was in the men’s room or at the bar.The hostess put down another menu as we were seated and asked if we would like a beverage. “No, not until we order dinner.” Maybe I should have ordered–I certainly felt as if I could use a drink. I knew Stella was often cheating on me, but I was. . it went on and on, until finally he started slamming into me with a bruising force, and his regular grunts achieved a fevered pitch. Seconds later, he gasped loudly, thrust once, twice, three times, and sighed. He was finished.I remember hearing a strange whimpering sound, and then suddenly realizing it was me, as I laid blurry-eyed on a concrete floor in the basement of a house that I would spend the rest of my childhood in. An apprentice. A slave. I also remember not being allowed the. More

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