At around 11.30am my door bell ran, when I open it was Savita aunty she called me to check her new recipe, I went her home and she took me to kitchen ...nd gave some of her recipe to taste I tasted it and it was delicious I said “aunty the recipe is awesome” she said “is it then u take ur lunch at my home” I said mom has already cooked launch for me, who shall I do about it” she said “Bring it here we will share the both” I brought my home made food to her.She asked me to wait there as she wanted. "Jae interrupted with a quick, flashing sign of his hands.Caitlyn squinted, confused. She recognized his signing, but it didn't quite register. She shook her head, "Sorry... I don't... "He held up his hands, pointed to his eyes, then hers. "Watch carefully." You... you were watching me?" she said. That certainly didn't put her at ease.Jae grinned crookedly and shook his head. He meant watch him carefully. He repeated the silent gestures.Caitlyn followed his hands intently, anxiously. It dawned. Also partly in fear at what her future held. Her story was typical of the Terminal slave. She believed with her whole heart that someone else was at fault for her being there. She had merely gone along with her boyfriend the day he shot and killed the clerk at the gas station. Sure, she’d spent some of the $250 he obtained from the robbery, but she was high at the time so it wasn’t her fault and it wasn’t as if SHE’D pulled the trigger!Now she was a terminal slave because someone that didn’t. ..We were kissing and groping each other against the door and before long we both naked but neither of us could remember removing the clothes and I picked her up and carried her to the bed where I lay on top of her.I kissed my way to her ear, then down her neck, to her shoulder, nibbling and licking and sucking everywhere my lips landed. Her skin tasted wonderful, and the perfume she wore filled my nose and turned me on even more.I held my breath feeling the softness of her skin and the.