Leigh, I presume,” she purred into thin air. Staggering upright, she glanced down to find a little man, his face about the same level as her large b...easts, staring shyly at the plush floor. His mousey hair, with streaks of grey here and there, was balding slightly on top. Five more years and he’d look like a monk, an egg in a basket. A jolly little Friar Tuck, maybe, if we could have seen his smile. But no man likes his balding to be mentioned unless it turns sexy women on, I hear. He scratched. They were peers. Now Savannah was a slave and she was the Mother of her Master. None of that had truly sunk in until this moment. Odd, she had tended to Savannah’s wounds and talked to her intimately about her new role and still it was this moment that finally brought it home for her. A quick read of Mom’s thoughts made me realize she was reacting as if she had lost a best friend. It was time for the two of us to have a long conversation. ‘Savannah, come with me.’ She began to crawl behind me.. When we got to the wellness center the Attendant informed us that the massages were over at 9 but we could schedule an appointment for tomorrow. sad about that he told us that the hot tub would still be open till 11we said "Cool", he showed us to the locker room where we ask if they had swim trunks for us, he told us the hot tub was "Nude Only" (Germans seem to get naked every chance they get) i look at my brother and said "I don't care i'm going in!" he said "me Too!" my brother and i are. I rushed the rest of my breakfast to get away as quickly as possible. “Can you warn Mum I probably won’t be home until dinner?” I said as I got up to leave.“Sure, son. Have a good time.” Then he winked at me.I grabbed a jacket and my laptop and fled. At least he hadn’t brought up the subject of the video and the FBI interest.The Antonovs aren’t mega-rich but they’re a lot better off than comfortable. Mr Antonov is a high-powered safety engineer and travels all over the country. I never knew.