’ ‘I’m sure it will be delicious, Frankie,’ Kay said. ‘Come on, let’s eat.’ The quiche tasted even better than it smelled. ‘This is fa...tastic, Frankie,’ Kay commented. ‘And the crust is so flaky. How do you do that? My crusts always get tough.’ Frankie blushed. ‘Ah, well, I…I used a ready-made crust from a package I found in the refrigerator,’ he said. ‘I…I can make crust, though. Mom says…’ His eyes reddened, he stopped talking, and took a deep breath as a tear trickled down his cheek. Kay. "I want to get even with the asshole, but I have always been afraid to. What if I went to a lounge or bar and picked up the wrong guy and something bad happened? I couldn't do it with anyone we know for fear they would somehow slip and let him find out so even though I wanted some revenge I was never able to do it. Until now. The timing is perfect. He is out of town, Natasha is up at Western and my two youngest are at a sleep over at a friend's."The way you handled my husband and me when we. Honestly, I probably should. You and J.D. are assholes.” I started to grab the remains of my clothes when Alex quickly jumped up and moved towards me. I flinched as he got close and he grabbed me wrist.“Jason, I need you to calm down and behave. You’re definitely not telling anyone. Don’t make me teach you a lesson.”“Dude, let go.” My heart started racing. My mind jumped to that night when Alex had held me down and I saw the same look in his eyes now. “Alex, stop. I won’t tell anyone.”“I don’t. Shewas a house slave which means cleaning the silver and cleaning the china.She hopes, she can take care of Wayles' children someday!Walking to the house she saw the overseers. She does not like him atall. His name is Uilliam and he is an Irishman. He is so fat and ugly. He loves to whip all of the slaves just for fun. He also loves to havesex all of the female slaves.She saw that Uilliam is mad because Sarah was late to work. Sarah was soafraid. She said, "Good morning, Sir." She.