It happened some years ago when we had bought our country house. We had to renovate it and tried to do as much as possible ourselves. Some jobs were t...o complicated or had to be done by a person who was certified (e.g. electrician). They did their work during a week or two and then left. A week after they had finished their work my wife and I was lying in our bed talking and my wife told me that she had a phantasy that she would love to do with me. The scenario should be the following. I would. I didn’t need to see the press clippings to visualize the dust cover with a photo of her on the back, serious with a mischievous grin, proud. Or to know the title, Ellen, A Black Woman’s Struggle, by Ardent Savoy, Ph.D. Hell, I had helped proofread parts of it four years before when we lived in the small house next to the flower shop. I had watched her sketch ideas for it on my chest, her long slender finger parting the hairs after we made love. I pushed the room service cart into the hall and. ” Kora gave her a fixed look. “Not tonight. I want you joining the fun. All on your own. I want you playing with my brother. You two need to get along. I love you both.”Ealaín swallowed. “You love me?”Kora nodded her head with a firmness. She glanced from me to the aoi si, her blue eyes hard. “Yes, I love you both.”“Do you love me, Mistress?” Zanyia asked. She sauntered ahead of us, walking upright, naked as always. Her tail flicked back and forth as she peered at us over her shoulder.“Of. When Xandra was done her spit was lifted from the machine and moved to a fire pit where Yuko could see her jerking on the spit trying to get away from the fire as it licked her skin and started to heat her up, Reluctantly and not wanting to end up as club property like Xandra had said she approached the man on the stage, "Hello sir, My name is Yuko Number 266, I want to volunteer" She said and the man smiled, "We have a volunteer" The man called out as the same large men who tied Xandra came.