She squeezed her eyes shut and felt the heat rush down to her crotch. “I can’t help it,” she said. “I don’t want to be like this, but I can’t help it.”
Travis eased up on her n****e and brushed it gently with a long fingernail, “Then you be the black man’s w***e, come when he call, do what he says?” He moved his big hand to her other breast and pushed aside the thin material, exposing it. “Look up here and tell the brothers and sisters.”
She blushed with shame. The color traveled from her cheeks to her neck and breasts. All of the men and Silvie were grinning at her, mocking her, enjoying her humiliation.
She tried to look away, but Travis dug his fingernails into her bare breast. She flinched again and turned back to them. “I’ll come to the black man when he wants me, and I’ll
