The brute started to pull down Andrea's panties but Brad jumped up, suddenly able to speak. "Wait a goddamn minute. That wasn't part of the deal-" he didn't get to finish. One of the lackeys turned and socked him in the mouth. Dejected, he dropped back down onto the couch.

"Shut your fucking mouth white boy. If the lady wants to get fucked, she's gonna get fucked and you're gonna just sit there and fucking watch."

Andrea whirled on him and glared at Brad. "The deal, Bradley, is that you bet me like a fucking poker chip and this-" she eye-fucked the brute "-man won fair and square which means...