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stopped at a fifties looking diner and got a cheeseburger and vanilla milkshake, the first and only time I saw Jeffrey eat what I considered to be real food. Seven lanes to drive in and the freeway was still lined bumper to bumper in the heavy rain. The sound of downpour on the rooftop of the taxi and the rhythm of the windshield wipers was making me sleepy. I was looking forward to sleeping through the long flight back. Thank goodness we had a private jet to catch back, the trip would be comfortable and not rushed to get there on time through the daily peak hour traffic. Jeffrey asked me what I thought of Nadia, more of a kiss and tell kind of thing for him, so proud to admit some of his tenacious acts of pedophilia to me that I knew most people would be embarrassed to even think aloud but I said what he wanted to hear when he asked me what I had thought of her on the way back. I replied, “She is attractive, funny, and seems to know what she is doing with you.” Laughing at my statement, he then started to tell me the history behind where he got her. Five years ago when she was merely a teenager just turned thirteen. Her father had recently passed away, leaving Nadia’s mother in a tremendous amount of debt and living in a third world country, she didn’t have the means necessary to raise her own daughter. When Ghislane approached Nadia for the first time at a music school, she seemed like a maternal, caring stepmother. Telling Nadia’s mother if she let Nadia go with her, she would se to it personally that Nadia receive the best education and chances in life to make it. In her customs it wasn’t odd for a young girl to be married off to bring the family good fortune, so she kissed her baby girl good-bye and sent her off to commence her life of servitude. I sat there speechless listening to Jeffrey brag about his endeavor to get her over here, shocked that he could stoop as low to use a barely teen to oblige his sexual desires. He was laughing and giddy as he replayed the memories of her arrival over in his head, painting me a horrific picture I had no choice but to imitate a smile to face him with. No pretty girl is safe from the allurement of these villains procuring the youth off of every street in the world. I knew that day more than ever before those morals did not exist for people like this. Jeffrey once told me that every girl he has had sexual relations with has benefited in their career, finances, or an achievement in marriage with a successful colleague of his. Mine was the massage career, ever so often still giving me a lesson from a professional, which kept me quiet for a while longer. I thought I was already knee deep in this world, if I gave up after putting myself through all of this hell it would’ve all been be for nothing. So I treaded lightly, constantly at a risk of being replaced by another willing participant and playing the eager student he wanted me to be. Bo (i Copyright Protected Material CONTIDENTIAL GIUFFREO04 188 Chapter 9 We met Ghislane and Emmy in N.Y.C, and it wasn’t.a blissful reunion as I hoped for, wanting a break from all of this I was just looking forward to getting back to Palm Beach, not leaving fora further four more days. | got home late in the evening as Jeffrey invited me out to the movies after we had relaxed at his house for a while after landing. I put my keys through the door to my apartment and walked in to a quiet house. Not thinking anyone was at home | set my suitcase on the floor and put my cell phone on charge as | always did to be accessible for whenever Jeffrey or Ghislane could call. | went to get a drink out of the fridge when I heard some noises coming from the back of my apartment where my bedroom was. | started back there and slowly turned my doorknob to reveal T.J on top of another girl. When they noticed they weren’t alone anymore, T.J got off her with promptness. J recognized the girl from seeing her around at parties, and she was the town lowie, scattering her trail of guys along with her presumable diseases, and I wasn’t shy to verbalize that when she tried to open her mouth and calm the heated situation between T.J and I. She didn’t like her cards on the table in front of the guy she was screwing around with and got up in a fit of rage to attack me. Still nude with only my new white sheets to cover her body, I threw her out of my house along with T.J. “I have been paying your way for months, only finding out your sleeping with the biggest slut in Royal Palm Beach, at least have some dignity and higher your standards.” I didn’t really have a leg to stand on since I had started this relationship giving him the knowledge I had a sugar daddy to answer to above him. “You’re gone all the time and with that old man, what did you expect me to do”? He was right, I wanted what I couldn’t have, but I needed some time to cool down and accept my situation. | loved having T.J around to come home too, and he used to be my best friend in my school days. I convinced myself of the lies I continued to accept. Days later I was still not speaking with TJ, mentally adjusting to my circumstances, I thought I’d have the day off to relax since I hadn’t been called all day. Until about five pm when Ghislane called and said Jeffrey would like a massage in an hour. Grudgingly I got up from relaxing on the couch, got dressed and put my make-up on, meeting Juan downstairs a half an hour later. Jeffrey was already lying on the massage table when I walked in. I started the massage being very quiet from my somber mood, when Jeffrey picked up on it and said “you know it’s not good to massage people when you’re angry, you could pass on negative energy”. I wasn’t sure if he was serious or just trying to be nice so I could speak about what was bothering me. Ending up not being able to contain my 56 1 Copyright Protected Material CONFIDENTIAL GIUPPREOOS 189° HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_021172