Brenda Kennel Bitch Part I
Brenda had brazenly walked up to the door that time, but one of the men standing at the door asked for a password. Her eyes widened and she shook her head. She hadn’t thought anything through. All four of the huge black men gathered close around her. There questions and comments were rapid and hostile. “Who are you?” “What are you doing here?” ”Did someone tell you to come here?” “What do you want?” She backed up until she bumped into one of them and he backed away letting her...