I whispered to you that this might finally be our chance so we decided to turn out our lights too.We did just that and it took a while for our eyes to...adjust to the dimness. As it turns out though, we were immediately in front of a set of emergency aisle markers that provided a surprising amount of illumination.As we sat there we covered ourselves with our own blanket and I spooned up against you, holding you tightly against me. After a few moments I glanced across the aisle to see if our. He made uphis mind to free all his Uncle?s slaves and sell the property before the summerwas over. But, having had a spirit of curiosity and adventure ever since he wasa boy, he also decided to experience his Uncle?s life for several weeks beforereturning to his Boston routine. He?d only been to the South once as a toddler,and was eager to observe its people, both free and enslaved, as well as itssights, smells, and sounds. He viewed himself as an explorer, or perhaps ajournalist, witnessing. They were talking and laughing, about what I wasn't sure, but the laughter was infectious and I found myself laughing right along with them, loving being part of the group. A second stick was lit up and passed around. By now my head was swimming and I was consumed by the mellowness that I loved.As we were all sitting on the carpet one of the boys slid up next to me and began rubbing my leg about my knee. He leaned in close to me and whispered in my ear that he wanted some of my "sweet thing".. Luther told me to come in; I looked around at his house it was very modern and immaculate. He asked “you do know that I am very strict and demand complete obedience from my Subs” and I replied “yes Sir. He then told me to follow him and led me down a long stairway into the basement. Luther casually said, take off all of your clothes you’re not going to need them today. The way he said “today” made me wonder how long this was going to.