"Like how you can afford over one hundred notes for some boots for a kick about?" Do swimmers go swimming without a costume?" She asked and I nodded."...ight make swimming more interesting if they did," I quipped and she groaned at me."Well I need boots to play football and they are the best I can get." For a hundred pounds they should score goals themselves," I joked."You sound just like my father. And that's scary," Sarah teased and I laughed. "Can we do something for me please?" she pleaded. .. It won’t do you much good except mentally tire you. You can’t move due to the medicine I was ordered to give you...” She says almost cheerfully as she picks a small bottle off the tray and lifts it, reading slowly “ D-Tubocurarine Chloride “ and places the bottle back down. During that moment I briefly notice Savvy is pretty, she has softly curled blonde hair, blue eyes, thin face with high cheek bones and seems sweet. I don’t understand why she’s here and why she seems to be doing this.. He handed it to her with a nod of acceptance.She looked at his choice doubtfully. "It doesn't say anything. It just is." Look," he told her, stepping back to look at all of her and not just her face. "You have a body that any normal woman would commit suicide to have. Except for its god awful color, your hair has a texture I have never seen before. Your face is perfection, even down to your sweet looking cupid bow lips. My God, woman. Why in hell do you want to hide your natural beauty to look. She felt a little better for not having been pawed as he had every right to do. Unable to see anything, she waited, listening to the bustle around her. Two voices came to her across the yard, approaching. One voice she recognized as the greasy leader of the slaving raid."Over here, Lord. I believe we found one that exactly meets your request." spoke the voice she knew."I hope so, I feel I've waited long enough for such a simple thing." The tone was sour but the voice itself was rich bodied and.