Diary of a Slave Merchant – 2008 (part 7)
January 16th, 2008 1:22pm “EEEEEEEEE!!!” Katie shrieked. Baby, Flower and I all sprang to life, looking around in confusion. Eventually, I focused my blurry eyes on Katie. She was sitting on the edge of the couch, looking down at her naked crotch, her t-shirt sliced open in the front, hanging by the intact sleeves. “What… happened?!” she asked loudly, the second word much higher pitched than the first. She apparently hadn’t noticed the loose-fitting collar around her neck yet, or the light chain hanging down her back. Baby and Flower looked around, confused and disoriented. “What is it, Katie?” Baby asked, rubbing her eyes with both hands. “I… who…” Katie stammered. She looked at me, sitting on the floor, bare chested, the blanket covering me below the waist. “Him!” she shouted angrily, nodding her head …