None of us wanted to say anything.“You are my nigger cunt, baby!” Master Peanut kissed her lips, and she opened her mouth and kissed him back affe...tionately. Master Peanut told us to come by anytime, and he would make Delilah whip up a “mess of collard grins, ribs, and vittles for us.”“Am I your nigger bitch, slave baby?” Delilah asked as the little man that was her current Master like she loved him deeply. “You are my cracker-ass midget master,” she said affectionately.“You sure are a. Well, why not? It seemed like a good idea to me."How much does he want for it?" I asked."The thing is, I think I can do a deal. There's a Cherokee over on the other side of the field here whose owner has a heart murmur and he's been grounded by his doctor. I hear the Rapide man wants something like that. You know Pete Harris? His chief mechanic has a friend with a flatbed that's perfect for this sort of job; it's the same truck Young Billie used to go get the Pastor's aircraft a couple of weeks. Then at night time we all had the dinner and went to bed as usual I slept beside her but I cannot get the sleep and started observing her and I realised that the pallu was little displaced from her breasts giving me an ample view and she didn’t wear a bra and her blouse was wet at her nipples due to her milk and I slowing started caressing her nipples with my fingers thinking about the morning situation I gathered some courage and pinched her nipplesSuddenly she woke up and I withdrew my hand. I invited him to come over Friday night. He happily agreed. That evening I told Tanya that I had everything set up. She gave me a big hug and kiss. At eight o\'clock Friday night Ted rang our bell. I had Tanya answer the door dressed in a short, almost see through teddy. We sat in the living room and I made everyone just one drink. After just a few minutes I said that I thought we would be more comfortable in the bedroom and got up. The others also got up and followed me. Tanya was not.