Ain't it kinda unusual that they're all White?" Yeah, it is. I picked 'em up at a sale up on the Tennessee River, an' I'm takin' 'em ta the big auctio... in Mobile, what comes up in about six weeks. Whites brin' more than blacks, soz I'm expectin' ta do right well with 'em."I stood up an' got ready ta leave. "Well, Mr. Asper, it wuz a pleasure ta meet ya. I 'spect I'd better git with it ifen I'm gonna git sumpthin' useful from this here little huntin' trip."I wuz about ta turn around when I heard. I don't dream of resisting. They remove my shirt and Betsey stands behind me, pushes her groin into the back of my head and giggles, once again girlish, then pulls my hand down, clicks the handcuffs behind my back. "Stand up!" They push me into the shower and Betsey grabs the flexible shower head. Sam turns on the COLD water. Shock and shiver and get soaped, groped, pinched and examined. Done, the water off, they walk me down the hall to the rec room with a pool table in it. "Prisoner, on. Even if I had managed to break open the roof hatch, I couldn’t have used it – the top of several large wardrobes blocked any access. Thankfully, my spell had dropped me in the only bit of usable walk space. The door was not locked and I made my way into a long corridor. The occasional hint of light managed to slip in between the boards, which in turn enabled my night vision to pick out enough to work with. There were other rooms on this floor, but their contents mirrored the one I had come in. He had arrived from Windsor that morning, and I had heard him telling his cronies that he was now as good as a member of the Life Guards.I gazed at him. He had his tunic unbuttoned, his face was flushed, there was a drink at his elbow and he was smiling and laughing as if he had not a care in the world. I wondered if he could really be a cold blooded killer, he looked as harmless as a kitten. I was still watching him when he suddenly looked up from his cards and caught my eye. He flushed a deep.