I stood there like a lemon, hardly able to take it all in, looking stunned yet appreciative as I nodded my head in confirmation, this was no dream, no... another of my many fantasies, this really was happening there and then! A group Young girl each of whom was perhaps no more than eighteen years old had unwittingly been tricked into what would prove for them to be a life of Slavery! By then Kerim had moved across the Barn like room and opened the first of the cage doors. Suddenly he clicked his. You’re unattached, away from home, and new in town, just like me. How about we each make the other feel warm, welcome, and alive?”As if I was going to answer other than affirmatively! She was around 5 foot four, maybe 125 pounds, curve-some, and firm. He breasts, from information freshly obtained, were around a “C” cup, only a slight sag revealing their owner to be a mother somewhere in her thirties. Her hair, rapidly clinging to her head from the shower, was brown, and full, and reached her. She pulls to the right, to go into the closest city, and finds just what she needs.She pulls into the restaurant, putting the car in park, and shutting off the ignition. She undoes her seat-belt and hears and feels a door open and slam shut. She looks outside and he in all his 5'10" glory stretches. She opens her door, grabs her keys and bag, gets out, locks the doors, and shuts it, stretching herself."Come on, lets go! I'm starving!" Me too!"They head towards the restaurant entrance. She. And if you want toread another story by C.C. (one of his best), take a look at "TheCircus". She-Devil posted it; she just forgot to mention that she didn'twrite it - C.C. did. TOXIS.] SPELLBOUND PART 1 by TOXISMy name is Clinton Crayle and I' m a private detective. I know thatyou've heard about me but don't let that stump you. I'm not very good atwatching the clock.