Sissy's wife told her to wait at the bottom of the fire escape. Someone, she’d said, would come by to collect her, eventually. Sissy waited, as instructed, for nearly an hour when, finally, a man dressed in black found her. He led her up the stairs to a room where he would have his way with sissy for the rest of the night. And why not? After all, he’d paid sissy’s wife handsomely for the time he used her.