Ricardo stood in the darkness, amid long grasses with Dickson standing close to him. The set up was perfectly arranged. He removed a Havana Cigar.
“Don’t light it.” Dickson warned. “Let her get picked first.”
Let her get picked first! Those words got him excited. If raping her was going to be the last thing he would do, so be it. He was going to turn her into a s*x slave.
“What has that got to do with my smoking? Can’t you see that it is freezing here?”
“But you just gulped down whisky.”
“That is the more reason I need to smoke.”
He brought out his lighter and struck it.
“They are fuc*ing scared now I guess.” Ricardo said. He lit his cigar and watched the scene.
Meanwhile Shzumu has secretly opened the door just like Devon did.
“We are going to try to run. “ Devon said in aloe to
