As always, she started with her legs, covering the tops of her feet and ankles, working her way up to her calves. As long as he hovered near the fence...he could watch her. As obvious as that was, she hadn’t seemed to mind in the past, and he’d taken her silence as invitation to continue to do keep doing so. As he watched, her expression turned blissful, with a hint of something less innocent as she squirted the thick lotion onto her hands and began massaging her inner thighs slowly, looking up. He closes the door behind me and as I look in the distance, I see Charlie herding the cows out to the pasture for the day. Looking to the north, the long line of field slaves can be seen heading out to work in the cane fields. Today is going to be a decent and productive day on the plantation. Walking around the west side of the porch, I glance at the stables and feel a stirring within…”not yet, but very soon” I tell myself. “I still have a few things to finish up first.” The tobacco shed is. "I'm not going to let anyone treat my brother like that," Stephanie said jumping to her feet."Ok, I got your point...just don't hit me again," Patricia said raising her arms in defense.Stephanie huffed pacing around her room and then opened her bedroom door. "Kevin," she called for her brother. "Could you come in here a minute?"Kevin came in wearing a long sleeved plaid shirt that was two sizes too big for him and baggy jeans. His hair was still wet from his shower. "Hey," he spoke to. There was the lack of aggressiveness, or rather cockiness, which she had always noticed when males fought. These women were not weak, but it was more sport, a friendly thing, than what she was used to.Not that there wasn't competition, or anger. There were as many injuries as at the World Martial Arts tournament, but there was an apology that came readily. It was strange.Then it was Videl's turn, and Piccolo-chan had to admire her form. For a human, she was excellent.~*~"Hey, Videl," said a.