" If I'd been Alan, alone with an almost naked girl who looked as good as I did now, I'd have screwed her in a minute. Now I was just proud of my figu...e, my narrow waist and my wide hips. And my breasts -- my breasts were as pretty as any I'd ever seen in a Playboy. Not as big, but I was only sixteen.Suddenly, I realized what I was thinking. My thoughts weren't of screwing such a pretty girl, but of being pretty enough that some boy would want me. And I was smiling at the thought! NO! I shook. He talked to her on the phone every day and she would come down and stay with him every other weekend. They both were well aware of my sexual lifestyle and knew from my ex-roommate that I had lots of sex with men. It was the first week and as I was prepared to go to classes the following Monday, I learned there was a problem with my student loan and I would not be getting the money that I expected. I knew I would have no way of paying for rent even though I had signed a full year's lease. I. He looked down at my tits, before grabbing my right tit and giving it a rough squeeze. I couldn’t believe his audacity. Sure it was 2am, and we were in an alleyway, but what was to stop someone from seeing and reporting this? His sheer lack of fear showed me that this man was supremely confident, and incredibly brash. Both of these things didn’t bode well for me. He slipped the bra off my left tit, and then took both in his hands. “Damn, big natural tits. So many hookers these days have those. So far, part of a normal haggle, but much to his surprise his opening bid was accepted with an alacrity which made him quite sure something nefarious was afoot.Hastily bundling the newly acquired slaves into abayas and the back seat of his car with the children, he lost no time in ordering the driver to get them home, he then added ~Then clean them up.~As he expected, a small group of his eunuchs wrestled the two women out of the car, stripped them of their abayas, and subjected them to washing.