This Weighs On My Mind, I Have To Get If Off My Chest Before I Die

This has a part that is using women in the worst way, don't read if you get upset about this. It's real life, it happened. I was there, not by choice.

We went to a foreign country to negotiate an acquisition. The lawyer representing us took us out to dinner. At dinner we ran into some other client of his, a heavy hitter in that country, and the man invited us to a party. The lawyer told us to go, and he stayed behind. That's how we got to that house. Out there, at night, somewhere I didn't have a clue where we were.

It was a big house, with a large living room, and an open bar and other people, men with younger girls. There was drinking and some were snorting, especially the girls. One girl, she looked young, really young. She stood back and refused to snort and this man slapped her. I raged inside, but my buddy held me back and told me not to get involved.

They brought this big black German Shepherd, more a wolf than a dog. The animal was muzzled and he had these sox on his front feet. Before we could react they dragged the girl and tied her down to the coffee table, and ripped her pants off with a pair of scissors. Her bare behind and they used a big brush and brushed her backside. She was petrified, scared shitless, she started to cry and they brought the animal towards her, he smelled her and went wild mounting her.

I'm no Green Beret or Army Ranger. I grabbed a standing lamp and ripped the cord out of the wall and hit the animal across the head as hard as I could. The animal backed off, I used the lamp to threaten him and he backed off again and when the other guests surrounded me I used the lamp with them. They backed off. I told my buddy to untie her. We took her with us, walked out into the night into a part of town we didn't know where we were. I gave the girl my jacket to tie around her waist to cover her bare behind. We walked, listening for traffic, made it down to a highway, and my buddy guessed town was 'that way' and we walked, and walked and walked until we came upon a built up area, and found a bar open with a phone to call for a cab to take us to our hotel. We had gone the wrong way.

She was one more girl, taken for pleasure, to be used by these men. She was from a small town, her father was a school teacher. Just a girl, too pretty for her own good. We got her to her family, and told her family that she couldn't stay there. We used our lawyer and his connections, and we got her a tourist visa to the states by leaning heavy on the Consulate. She finished growing up with us, and is a fine young woman today, with her own family. We are her adoptive parents, my wife took her in immediately. It took two years to get her family out, they are doing fine. We never closed on that acquisition.

I'm old now, I was young then, but I'm happy to have an adopted daughter. My nightmare is what would have happened if we hadn't gone there. Then what? What if we hadn't acted. Then what? We don't know, never will. Those aren't answers for us to know. My buddy finished his career, and passed away quietly. The lawyer is also gone, he was much older than we were. That country is a hell hole, lawless, was then and is now. No tourist place for anyone to go to. The only person I keep in touch with is that Consulate officer, he keeps up, he bent the rules for us, it's important for him to know that he did the right thing that day.