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as a result, I'm always facing forward. Satin slaps her forehead and covers her eyes.
"Who would like to start the bidding?" she squawks. "Do I hear one hundred?"
I can tell by the horrified look on Coco's face, Satin has started a low bid. Unfortunately, no one matches her.
"Show us something, girly!" one man yells.
I stick out a boot-clad leg. At least, I showed them my sexy new boots, which is something. Satin gives me the sign to return to the rear. She intends to give me a good chewing out, of that, I'm sure.
As I storm off the stage, anger burns like acid inside my chest. I snatch off the heavy earrings, then throw them on the stage. Spiked wristbands are unsnapped and thrown into the hostile audience. I don't care who they strike.
While aggravation sets flames to my body, the whip and the short leather jacket are the next things I hurl into the audience. My black studded bra is exposed when I fling the jacket high into the air. Immediately, the men go wild!
"Yeah, baby, take it all off!"
But this isn't an act. I know better than to put my character on the line and I want to kick myself.
Chapter Seven
    Because I have no car, I have to wait until the girls finish their walks and handle their business. Although the Maxwell's household is off limits, I don't care. Wandering through the large mansion, I find a quaint little study, away from the roar of the madness.
    The room is dimly lit, cozy, and inviting. Tossing myself upon the sofa, I seethe. If Satin comes in to chew me out, she'll have a fight on her hands tonight. Reaching into my bag, I search frantically for my cell. Lenisha will not believe what happened.
    "Girl, I'm telling you it was a total disaster. They laughed at me, girl. They actually made fun of me. I'm no good at this sort of thing. I never should have tried to earn money like this." My nose becomes stuffy, and I lurch with disappointment.
    "Now"—tears erupt from my soul—"how am I going to pay Spider, Lenisha? They've threatened my son! I can't even gap my damn legs to save his life! What kind of mother am I?"
    Although Lenisha tries to console me, a horrible headache pounds miserably behind my eyes. After our conversation, I hang up the phone and stretch out on the leather sofa. Through my blurry eyes, I notice the room is an office of sorts; anyway, it's uncommonly beautiful.
    A stunning painting of a beautiful woman catches my eye. She's probably a descendent of the Maxwell family. Nevertheless, she seems happy. I'd bet she never had any of my worries. Then again, why should she suffer? Rich people have everything they need. At any rate, I'll feel safe until the Hummer is ready to leave.
    Sniffling softly, I realize the stress of taking the walk is over. Wiping back mascara tears, I don't know what to expect. How will I take care of our expenses? I'll just have to think of something. A mellow mood wafts over me. Placing my painted face upon the padded armrest, I soon fall asleep.
* * * * *
    A few hours later, Coco kneels before me. "Let's go, Randi," she whispers, shaking my shoulder.
I'm startled by her touch and gaze wildly around the room. After rubbing my eyes, I ask, "Is Satin furious with me?"
Coco folds her arms. "Of course she is, but she'll get over it."
"I guess I'm the worst ever, huh?"
Coco smiles. "You were pretty bad."
"I'm so sorry. I ruined the auction, huh?"
"You didn't ruin the auction. Everyone had a pretty good time."
Placing my hands between my knees, I say, "I can't see how."
Coco gazes around the room. "You know we're not allowed in this part of the house, right?"
"I know, but I just didn't care. I needed to get away."
"Yeah, but if Hilton Maxwell finds you here, he'll really take a bite out of Satin's ass."
"I'm sorry," I reply, looking into her kind eyes. "We're like, the scum of the earth to him, huh?"
Coco places her hand on my shoulder. "You're kidding, right? Of course he hates us. I wish he didn't. He's a delicious piece of work. They wouldn't have to pay me to get