A glance at the clock told her it was just after six o'clock. She'd been a slave for seven hours.James and William came into the kitchen and she autom...tically dropped her gaze to the floor. "Take out two plates and serve it up," James instructed. "Then set the table and stand in the corner."She did as she was told with a sinking feeling in her stomach. Wasn't she even going to be allowed to eat the food she had sweated over?James and William sat at the table and began to eat. They swapped a few. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked seriously, trying to be a good guy, but dreading if the answer would be 'no.' I still felt slightly guilty about getting involved with one of my brother's friends like this, but my sex drive was making it harder and harder to stop at this point."Yes, I'm sure...I want this so bad!" Shannon moaned in a low voice as I felt goosebumps ripple down her legs. "Come on...please. I can't stand this any more," she continued, as she leaned forward to plant a. . desperate and unrealistic though they seemed, given that her charges were mostly too old, too young, or too infirm. (Though she did briefly consider it, there was no point in trying to organize the women into a fighting force ... capable though many of them likely were ... for the usual tiresome objections against attempting such a radical disruption to the traditional order might destabilize her authority.) The hopeless had, to the best of her abilities, been consoled. Everything that could. ' Seeing as how we were both alone in my house after deciding last minute NOT to go with our parents to see 'Les Miserables', I figured this would be the perfect time. So, as she bent over in front of me, her loose shirt and semi loose bra hanging down to offer me a perfect view of her tits if not her nipples, i casually asked, "So how's the boy situation going?" She looked up at me as if i were stupid rather suddenly, and i had to quickly tear my eyes off her dangling tits so she.