Still nursing the wounds of his high school sweetheart, Haitian princess Vanessa Jean-Claude dumping him for a white guy, Sebastien had been drawn to ...atalie O’Shea. She was cute, and didn’t mind letting a guy know it when she liked him. They had some of the same classes, since they were both Criminal Justice majors at UMass-Boston. Like him, she had a cop for a dad. Sebastien was proud of his stern father, though he rarely said that to the old man. Natalie’s father, Boston Police detective. Looking like a deer caught in the headlights of a car I said, “Um hi.”“Hi,” they replied before asking me. “So did you have a nice time spying on us?”“I uh wasn’t spying,” I replied trying to sound confident only to fail as I stuttered.“I see,” the black haired Latino said to me as she walked around me. Stopping behind me she wrapped her arms around my back and reached toward my hard on grabbing it with her hands she asked. “Well if you weren’t looking than why do you have a hard on?”“I may. Believe you me, if I wanted to have sex with you, I wouldn’t waste time with ‘hi’! ‘Oh really, you think you could get me that easily?’ ‘Easy? I….don’t know. I’ll show you, then you let me know ok? What I’d do is walk straight up to you like this..’ I walk away, turnaround, then walk slowly towards you, my eyes fixed on yours, a kind smile on my face. ‘Then I’d….’ My voice faded into the background as you let me lift your hand to my lips, which caresses and lingers a moment on the warm flesh. I. "You must be quiet now. We belong to Master Antal now and we must serve him as best we can. I know you don't understand all of this but it is the way it will be and we must accept it. You just don't understand how bad it could have been if he hadn't graciously agreed to buy us." Oh, they wouldn't have really done that to us," Catalyn said flippantly. "I know that horrible man said he would sell us as prostitutes but that was just to scare us. I am far too beautiful," she said running her.