"Think she's only sixteen." And what do I get for this likely young slave?" Anne tried not to sound too serious, but she knew almost every slave had v...lue."Don' know. Lady say they was sending somebody over. I knows their cook." Bess patted her daughter and she disappeared. "Let her go, Miss Anne. She's awful unhappy. I was afeared she'd run off." As you wish. Now I've got to go rent another fieldhand. It's just too hard, too hard for me anyhow. Philippa, I won't miss, least not out in the. Went to check on the k**s and see if they were ready to try something to eat. I made chicken noodle soup homemade. Kept it on a low flame to stay warm. They all just wanted something to drink. They're all cuddled up in Joseph room. He the only one with a full size bed of the three. It's always like this when their all sick at the same time. Walking back to the kitchen wondering, if I should tell them. I'm going to stay home the next few days with them. I called my job told I need to. ” My warning bell went off at the same time my excitement meter spiked. “Oh, um, well I guess that would be fine. I’m not sure what my schedule is for the day, so I’m not really sure when I’ll be there.” I looked at my cabin mates for inspiration but found them all suspiciously ignoring mine and Tom’s banter. Tom gave me a quick smile and a wink. “Oh I can look up your schedule, Sammie, that’s not a problem. We’ll talk later. Go on and get yourself some food.” I nodded and tried to return. I felt like one of those stunning porn stars you see or like the strippers in Vegas most men only dream about. Next was time to try the new machine as I sat on the seat. I didn’t exactly know what to do next when suddenly there was a rumbling. The seat expanded and wrapped itself around my pelvis with a glass bubble. Next I felt a pressure against my opening and soon a pop where it slowly entered inside me. There was a rush and a rumble that forced a liquid inside me to fill my stomach and.