To be continued... After driving all afternoon and into the early evening, Bonnie and I reached Wausau, in upper central Wisconsin, where the hospital my uncle was born in was located. I wagered that even if my uncle's family didn't live in Wausau, they wouldn't live too far outside it. After asking for directions at various gas stations, I was finally able to find the hospital. Once I knew where that was it was time to find lodging forced for the night. We got a room at a motel not terribly far from the hospital and I dropped Bonnie japanese off at the room. I told her to order us some delivery while I ran down to the hospital to ask some questions. Since we drove up here on a weekend and it was Saturday night, most government buildings or other facilities where we might get more information would not be open, nor would they be tomorrow. This trip wasn't about finding my family on the first try so much as it was about getting an idea about the area and where I might concentrate my efforts in the future. As far as the hospital went, I was mostly interested in learning how large a geographical area they usually serviced and maybe see if there were any staff who might have worked there over the last eighteen years. I figured if my uncle and I were born in the same area, it stood to reason I might have been born in the same hospital and maybe, however unlikely, there might be someone on staff who worked here back then. I didn't have any expectations, as this was such a long stretch, but I was here so I might as well try. On the way to the hospital, I decided to stop at a gas station along the way to pick us up something to drink. At first glance, Wausau didn't seem big enough to have a real 'seedy' part of town, so I was a bit surprised when I noticed some women standing in the empty parking lot adjacent to the gas station. Clearly they were prostitutes, judging by their apparel, but it was unseasonably cold out tonight and rainy meaning it would be a long slow night for them. My time inside the station took longer than expected, because of a couple of bums trying to buy some whiskey with what change they had between them. After arguing about whether to buy less alcohol so they could buy some cigarettes, followed by a lengthy process of trying to min/max their purchase by selecting a product then rejecting it due to price, before selecting another, etc. After a few minutes they finally settled on their purchase, I quickly paid for mine and was out the door right behind them. They smelled like some of my fosters did. I never wanted to end up like that, but I digress. As I walked back out to my car, I noticed that the girl's pimps showed up. I say 'pimps' as there were two of them, but I suspected that one was operating under the authority of the other. There were five girls, two with one pimp and three with the Housewife other, but it was the one with the three that caught my attention. Apparently one of the little white girls pissed off her pimp as he was really laying into her. Normally, I wouldn't care about such things, as I would punish my women when they got out of line, but for whatever reason this particular situation rubbed me the wrong way. When I punish my women, I do it calmly and in a controlled manner. I have wailed on them from time to time, but that was always during a pain session and never during a punishment and I never struck them with a closed fist. A girl should never be beaten when you are angry because you lack personal restraint at that point, as evidenced by the fact that you're angry, under the influence of emotion. No, when you are angry, you put the girl on lockdown and you save physical punishment for when you are in a clear frame of mind, after having had a chance to weigh the punishment against the crime. What the pimp was doing was out of rage, by the look on the girl's faces. The fact the second pimp was standing by, keeping his girls out of the situation, told me that this was more than just an 'attitude adjustment' or 'correctional education'. After slapping the girl around a few times, yelling at her, the large black dude drew his balled fist back and drilled the little girl upside the head, sending her straight to the ground, drawing cries and pleas of mercy from the other girls. I kitchen heard the hit from where I was standing as it popped loudly through the night air and I thought the girl was dead for sure or crippled at the very least. After a few moments, her pimp standing over her crumpled body yelling at her to get up, she finally started to move. I was a bit relieved to see her functioning and the fact she wasn't convulsing told me she wasn't suffering any sort of major brain damage from the blow, but when he started to kick her for not getting up quickly enough, I knew she was likely living on borrowed time. Again, I had no business interfering with how a man wants to handle his woman, but this was not a man handling a woman. This was an animal and animals do not get to handle women. Animals have no impulse control and it was evidenced by how he was beating the shit out of this girl. It was bad enough he let his women sleep with other men, regardless if it was for profit, but he was a bully. They switched back and forth for a while until the pain had become pleasurable and my cries had turned to deep moans. She kissed me, I mean really kissed me, I wasn’t sure how to react, basically, I did nothing, just let her kiss. I might be worse for wear, Coming up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her tightly, kissing the forced back of her neck. You’ll see.” We barely parted as I ripped her nightgown off, leaving not a trace of fabric Housewife on her. After I regained consciousness I felt like I was on a roller coaster. After I break the kiss, I turn to glance at the gob smacked Jessica then say to Melody. The pleasure begins to mount again, and Daddy starts groaning with each thrust. “I get on the bench, support myself with my arms, you take me from behind.” she replied as if it were obvious, bending over and placing her hands on the bench to demonstrate. Roger had been very aroused watching the old grey haired woman wax Holly so he was quickly fully hard and working towards exploding in her mouth. 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