“My name is Rachel Corcoran. I was born in the 1980s. I was a normal person. Maybe someday when the big guy gets sick of me, I’ll be a normal pers...n again. Or I’ll die. Not sure which.”I wrapped Arachne up in a hug. Her back felt searingly hot. “I’ve seen you charge into danger, Rachel.” She bristled a bit at the use of her given name. “Powers aside, you are way better than a normal person.”Arachne did something I’d never seen her do before. She giggled. “Thanks, I think. But nobody calls me. I was the leader on the estate, but not the owner. I had to be clear on that. “May I speak frankly? Why destroy your army, or weaken it anyway. We have no particular quarrel with you. Why not continue your march south and take ship to Gaul as you have been requested. ‘As soon as practical’ I think the term was? Ah, yes, slaves have long been allowed to see messages because they have no means to pass them on. Now that information is useful, I think. If you fight us, you will have to fight all. He spread my leg apart and came more closer to my pussy. He put his penis tip near my entrance and I opened my eyes. He was rubbing his penis on my vagina and tempting me to take him in. He was not too long but too wide. Our eyes met and he pushed his cock slowly. And I shouted as he was very wide. He was trying to push but was not going in. He tried several push but I was too tight to take him in. He bend down and started sucking my pussy. mmm was so good.His lips were giving equally good. Wilkerson has been moved up to nine. He called to say his schedule had opened. Is that all right with you, sir?”“Yes, quite. I look forward to the meeting.”“Very good, sir.”I turned back to Julie. It was only then I noticed that for the first time in my visit one of the staff type individuals wasn’t in some type of uniform. Well, I gathered that none of the girls were part of the permanent staff. But what else could I call these highly decorative worker bees. Perhaps uniforms were only worn on.