Abi and myself were in lounging around listening to some of Arch’s tall tales.“All our teams OK?” Morgana asked.“Yes, the locals are behaving,...a few have come out to the strongpoints to find out what to do with their slaves,” Adsila replied. “Most are OK, some are reportedly in poor mental condition, though none seriously abused.”“We’ll arrange repatriation and medical care if that’s what they want,” Morgana added with a nod.“Many seem to want to remain with their ‘ex-owners’,” Adsila. Mark retreated into his bedroom on the second floor and stared out the window at the lights of the houses. He contemplated the evenings events. He had to admit some kind of love for Valentina. It couldn't be romantic,though. They had different places in life. There was no way that could work. It definitely was her choice he admitted to himself. He pondered his own actions and knew that he had not tried to influence her, seduce her, or manipulate her. He also had to admit that were Val at least. I was put in here project for a month and all guys in my previous team congratulated me for being lucky to get to be in Miss P’s team, I was surprised what was so lucky in that.Days passed and she started conversation with me, initially It was normal chat but, later we started becoming friends, That’s when I started getting more close to her. We used to chat have fun.She casually used to hold my hands, I felt wave of electric current passing through my body, Now coming backing to story.It. “There’s another one on my leg too!,” I informed Jim and Baz.With that I lapped at my exposed hand, slurping up Vinny’s thick cream. Then I sucked my fingers clean too, one by one, savouring the taste and making sure the boys saw me cleaning up my rings.That felt so slutty. My rings, given to me by the man I loved, coated in another guys batter, and me sucking it all off, lapping it up like a fucking five pound (dollar) whore.His spunk tasted lovely. All warm, gooey and salty ... Delicious!Our.