You never know..." I laughed when I said it, and they joined in. Everybody seemed at ease with me being a complete stranger, and I tried to seem trust...orthy, and decent, for their benefit.When I couldn't help it anymore, I knelt beside Lou Ann and said, "Are you going to talk to me? I want you to talk to me. I THINK you should talk to me, because I am a very nice person. And you are clearly a VERY nice person, and that makes us Very nice people, together, which MEANS ... You Should Talk To. Fuck. That feeling. It's insane. Flashes of him last night, driving me to the brink then stopping, his fingers buried deep. His hand gripping my ponytail, forcing my eyes to his, letting him see what he did to me. That wicked smile as he tested my wetness and smirked at how I leaked for him.I tremble, aching to suck him. Breathe him in. Trace his arms with an exploratory fingertip. A lick. A bite as I nibble down his abdomen towards that mouth-watering flared tip and take him in. I crave him. Raisa leaned forward and raised the broth to her lips. It was steaming. Her mind raced as she sipped it to figure out a way to get away from these two slaves. There was no where to go. She was a captured a****l. She gulped the broth down and swallowed the last bit of bread as the female slave reached to pull her to her feet.Raisa started to pull away from the girl's grasp. She struggled but to no avail. Jamon came over and took her other arm and they pulled her to her feet and into the adjacent. As I poured more wine, she produced a memory stick. She turned on yourXbox and plugged it in. Browsing through the files, she hit play and satback as the movie started.The room was a pretty tidy place, given it belonged to two students.There was one large bed in the centre of the wall, with a desk and awardrobe on either side."We pushed the beds together soon after we met," Nikki said, blushing. Iknew she was bi... we'd had our fling when we first met as teenagers. Mynipples stiffened, and I.