He was a deacon at an apostolic church.The next day, Cortez was picked up by the Emmanuel Holiness Church van. The house of worship was pretty patriar...hal. But, it seemed to inspire Cortez.Rosalind helped get Cortez signed up for the G.E.D. during the next week.Cortez sneaked out one night. He smoked synthetic weed with some others dudes from the neighborhood. He came back in the house. He was hyperactive walking around the bedroom. He saw Zain lying there on the bottom bunk.The. Who else knows?" Sheila gasped realizing she'd just admitted that he was right, only to find herself bent over his left arm as he smacked the backs of her thighs sharply three time each."Thou protests too much," he growled pushing her skirt up into the middle of her back and firmly yanking her panties up into the crease of her ass cheeks. "Shh! You're gettin your butt whooped good and hard. No more talk! You can cry all you like but no more words."Sheila nodded wide eyed as he pushed her toward. Kneeling at Jane's feet, knees spread and hands on her thighs she was wearing only a black collar. She really was glowing, though Ken couldn't tell if he was seeing that with his mind, or if it was just sunlight shining on her pale skin."Oh my, don't you look beautiful," said Ken, who turned to take in the naked Genie next to him as well. "Hmm, I could get used to this. Naked slave girls to serve me breakfast. Perhaps nudity should be the uniform of the day for slaves here." Yes Master,". Her eyes would widen. She would be nervous, but curiousity always got the better of her. She was never sure, but he was. He'd convince her how much fun they could have. He'd teach her everything he knew about that mysterious, forbidden world.Their reality was much different. They had parents, uncles, aunts, cousins ... They were hardly ever alone. Uncle Fred, Lydia's father, for one, was almost always around. He'd want to take the boys -- Donald, his brother, Dennis, and Lydia's brother, Alan,.