Exhausted and confused, she was finally taken to an apartment 25 miles from her home. I opened my eyes, and I just saw him laughing. As I cycled around strange streets, I heard the sound of puppies yelping coming from a house by a big green. They see a flash of skin, the shadow of a face, a blown kiss across a courtyard of cement and barbed wire. They got no response. One of the rooms holds little more than a double bed, lit by an orange lamp. Many of the victims say they contemplated suicide many times. All have pleaded not guilty, except for one who awaits extradition from Illinois. Debbie said that the pimps told her they would go after her family, and they even threatened to throw battery acid on her month-old niece. It was also revealed that one victim, who was 15 at the time, told police in August of her abuse by two members of the gang, who would later be jailed for four years. And every single one of them, I asked them why they were coming to me if they had a wife at home. One day when she was working, she was approached by a young woman and a well-dressed man. Both girls are trying to go on with their lives. The prisoner, or her friends, might otherwise do something place drugs or a weapon in the cell or attack a guard in order to remain in jail. The sad and unfortunate truth, which I hate with all my heart to acknowledge, is that I felt needed by my second abuser.