They used them as cheap labor to build their cities and to harvest their crops. To stop them from fighting back, their captors would pull out their cl...ws, not only mutilating them but ensuring that they could never assert their status over others again. It was barbaric, it was un-Borealan. If a slave is strong enough to challenge you, then he shouldn’t be a slave to begin with. The practice was outlawed, but the term remains, a clawless person is one who is prevented from asserting himself due. We chatted for a bit:ME: Hey there, some crazy guy sent me some flowers this afternoon, do youknow anything about that :)WAYNE: I am not sure what you are talking about, but I bet you have a lotof men after you, it could have been dozens of men :)ME: Well thank you very much, that was very sweet of you? Although myneighbour got them and gave them to me later.WAYNE: Oops, that sucks, I hope that didn't cause any problems?ME: No it was fine, how did you find my address?WAYNE: Ya sorry about. They quickly advanced to mouth-to-mouth kisses of increasing passion, and their tongues began to dance in the age-old duet of lovers.Judy pulled Jase's hand to her breast and held it there as he massaged and kneaded the resilient flesh. He felt her nipple get harder and harder as it grew out away from its normal position of flush with her tit. Seven had been a good teacher, and Jase never forgot anything important, so he knew just the right moment to begin gently twisting Judy's nipple between. What other touch can cool this burning? Your body is my only hope, your skin is the only thing that can calm this beast. When our lips touch and our bodies join it is like a thousand fires. I am lost in your beauty and filled with the memory of your smell, your taste, your touch. I long to kiss your lips, to look into your sensual eyes and know the sadness and desire that hides in your soul. Sometimes I look and childlike you look back at me, but it is the woman that I desire not the.