He had a thick, unkempt mustache and a NASCAR cap upon his head. A skinny brown-haired woman with bad teeth was holding his hand. He debated denying t...at he was Jake Kingsley but past experience had taught him that such a ruse rarely worked. Instead, he put a smile on his face and acknowledged that, yes indeed, he was Jake Kingsley."Well, hole-ee shit!" the man exclaimed. "My name's Frank Peterson, Jake. Me and my wife here is visiting from Jackson, Mississippi. Fancy meetin' you here in. You may kiss your bride’s ass, as you proposed,” the officiator snickered as Gavin indeed spread Sarah’s cheeks to plant a steamy tongue kiss on her tush.“Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you Mrs. and Mr. Sarah Finkel. Mr. and Mrs. Finkel, please follow me to sign the marriage license with your witnesses while the others prepare to take their vows,” the officiator enjoyed watching Sarah lead Gavin by the leash on his collar.Minutes later, Roger and Jen stepped up and prepared to tie the. In the end he felt he must put Leanne right himself and went looking for her. He found her in the lounge with her feet up watching television. He started telling her she had no right to misuse his mother this way and she turned around with a face like thunder."How dare you talk to me this way," she screamed, getting up from the sofa to stand right in front of him. Simon was quite small still and Leanne had a good few inches on him. She was also more muscular despite her sex, and pushed him. Charlotte was hauled out of the van and dragged along a corridor and into the hated room full of small cages which was the holding area for the auction rooms. There her abaya was removed and she was bundled into one of the cages.Jalile, the slave dealer who had negotiated the deal with Robinson, the Emir's butler, spoke to the guard in Arabic, which he rightly assumed she did not understand, ~Look after her well. She won't be here long, but don't mark her. Colonel Abubakar Ibn Abbas likes them.