Her waist was so narrow that Mark thought he could probably encircle it with his two hands. Her hips flared but were in keeping with the rest of her l...the little body. A fluff of golden hair covered her fanny. Her legs were well muscled and slender. With her diminutive height they looked almost long.Victoria was also admiring him. She could now see the chest whose hairs she had played with. The dark hairs almost formed a spray rather than a thick mat. His chest was well muscled and the muscles. I flushed pink and avoided his eyes, pretending interest in the unloading.As the first of the transmissions cleared the side of my truck, Rick asked, "Where did you go?" Down the road for something to eat," I replied."Didn't Swede tell you I was on my way?" No, he said I'd have to wait for you. He didn't say how long." Aahh," Rick smiled. "A failure to communicate."I glared at him and said, "Not on my part!"He laughed and said, "Let's go into the office and get the paperwork taken care of."We. “They will also give me eighty male and forty female slaves. They will provide the animals for my latifundium, as well as four crates filled with coal and four filled with salt each week,” I told him. His mouth was agape.“What do you plan to grow or raise?” he asked.“We will have olive trees, as well as three new types of fruit trees. We’ll have lots of grapes, as well as cotton, which is like soft wool. We’ll grow wheat and oats, along with a new type of grain called rice and a new vegetable. I stopped when I saw the two of them together. They seemed to get on well with each other, and they were smiling. How did my wife act so fast as to start a conversation with Corinne to the point of them taking coffee together? It baffled me but I kept quiet until we got home. Still stuck with the image of the two women taking coffee in my mind, I asked my wife what she wanted from Corinne. “Oh, I found her interesting to chat with, that’s all.” I frowned at the reply she gave me. “And what is.