Chapter 7

We drove to a nice steakhouse for dinner and had a great meal. It was out in the parking lot walking to the car that trouble showed up.

There were three men, assholes it turns out. That had seen us arrive and noticed the collar and cuffs Rain was wearing.

The center guy said, “Already wearing a collar and cuffs, she might be trained and ready to sell.”

The guy on the left said, “Shit, I enjoy breaking them in and training them before we sell them.”

The guy on the right laughed saying, “we still have to ensure she had been trained.”

The first guy told me I could walk away healthy and unhappy or need an ambulance or hearse it was my choice.

I asked how much they were planning to sell ‘MY Slave’ for and said I could pay them and avoid any further issues.

The guy on the right said, “a looker like her will bring $100,000 or more easily!”

Rain had stopped next to me and seemed to be confused about the whole conversation.

The guy on the left almost in a shout said, “Fuck Off and just get lost, you don’t have $100,000 cash.”

What none of us realized was one of the couple that had walked out after Rain and I was a cop. She, yes, she heard what was being said and told her husband to go back inside and call 911 and report ‘officer needs assistance at this location’ and to stay inside. He reluctantly complied with her.

With a loud authoritative voice she shouted, “Police officer everyone get out IDs NOW!”

The guy on the right who was closest to the police officer said, “Oh look now we are going to have two sluts to sell.”

I told Rain to go get in the car and lock the door.

The guy in the center shouted, “don’t fucking move bitch” as he began to pull something from under his shirt at his waist.

The guy on the left started toward me obviously to fight or do me harm, as the guy on the right also began to pull something from his waist too.

I stepped into the guys attack kicking him in the lower belly pelvic area with the flat sole of my shoe and began to pull my pistol.

The cop was starting to pull her pistol from under her short dress obviously a thigh/garter holster.

The two guys pulled Tasers and shot Rain and the cop. She was able to fire a round that did hit the guy tasering her in his left knee.

I shot the guy that tasered Rain in the chest as he was turning toward me and kicked the guy on the ground in the face.

Two police cars and two or three unmarked cars screeched sliding to stop all around us in the parking lot and police officers came out with weapons drawn screaming and shouting for everyone to get on the ground.

I was the only one standing and shrugged my shoulders holding my pistol by the barrel above my head I got on the ground as a police officer took my pistol and began to cuff me.

The female cop had regained some composer and said, “Jones, he’s a good guy” as she started to stand up.

Another female in plain clothes said in a loud commanding voice, “do we have everyone hooked up and covered?”

There were several YES, Yah, Affirmative, Roger, and other responses.

The husband and manager had come out now and were talking to the female that seemed to be taking charge.

Jones had removed the cuffs but told me to stay on the ground, that I could sit but stay on the ground. Rain was cuffed but still rolled to be next to me. A cop started to say something but when he saw she was just moving next to me let it go.

Two ambulances and a fire truck showed up next and the female in charge shouted two names saying look out for the Newies and keep them a mile away. Most of the cops laughed at the comment.

Sharon House introduced herself and her husband Tom then Chief Detective Karen Diggs as she began to explained what had happened.

The guy I shot in the chest was D.R.T. or dead right there as we used to say in the military.

A 9mm hollow point to the chest almost on top of the heart would be fatal almost every time.

The guy Sharon had shot in the knee was probably going to lose his leg at the knee, again a 9mm hollow point to the patella almost amputated the leg.

The guy I had kicked was still unconscious and treated as a possible spinal injury.

After the story had been told my pistol was confiscated as evidence and I received a receipt to claim it after it had been processed and was releasable. Rain and I were released to leave and told that we would be contacted tomorrow for more information and reports.

Rain asked what just happened and I laughed saying that her beautiful appearance attracted the unwanted attention of the three assholes who definitely did not have any manners. Their actions led to the final outcome and good for us officer Sharon and her husband were there at the right time.

Rain then asked what punishment she was going to receive.

I glanced around to see if anyone heard her. I was happy that it seemed nobody heard her. I then quickly let her know that she had done nothing wrong and was definitely not getting punished in fact I was thinking of rewarding her for the way she handled the unfortunate incident.

Rain said, “This one wishes to ask a question as she is confused.”

I told her to speak freely.

Rain then said, “was it not her collar and cuffs that attracted the attention of the men which then led to the violent outcome?”

I asked if there had been a problem or incident during our dinner or any other time today that we were out in public due to her restraints.

Rain shook her head saying ‘no, just the incident with the three men.’ “ASSHOLES! I corrected” Rain just smiled.

Then I explained that the three assholes were looking for trouble and that we along with Sharon and her husband just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. I believed the three were human-traffickers and that you fit the description of a requested girl/woman. The fact that you were wearing restraints just played into their business and maybe caused them to act so quickly.

I then asked if she remembered what was said when Sharon called them out saying she was the police. That they laughed truly believing that they could take her and you both without any problems. They were either very badly informed or way too confident.