" That's good." Misty's statement was indifferent. She had no clue what he meant.Bill snorted one tiny chuckle. "That means Salome will be getting pre...nant." Misty hugged Salome. "You'll both be mothers at about the same time."It took Bill ten minutes to get a word in to tell Misty she had an interview at three o'clock. Once she did get the message, Misty disappeared into the bathroom to get ready. Salome raced to help. Bill snuck off to the safety of the classroom.Tiger flight waited in the. Wives of these plantation owners, knew of their extra-marital encounters with the teenage daughters and wives of the black men who were their property, and in my family line there was a general acceptance, as sex revolved around both partners taking blacks, to ease their lusting.Market days for buying slaves was a particular day where white women would dress up to the nines, their idea for buying a black was based on his genitalia, whereas the husband looked over the muscular frame of the man,. He was speaking to her. She was nodding, slowly, mechanically. His hands disappeared again, retreating down the front of her dress, busy, doing what? From the back it was difficult to tell. His hands reappeared on her shoulders, this time pulling the dark material to the sides, then down, over her arms, until her bare back glistened in the floodlights. Elyse stood before him, naked to the waist, her hands now busy below his belt, her actions also hidden from her husband's sight. She knelt, now. He remembers who she is and what role she played in his escape, but even then, hes an unpredictable and sadistic bastard. And dont worry your pretty little head, Hayden, Mark spoke up, walking over to the still horrified girl, Hell be dead before to long. After-all, we know that because hes teamed up with those brats hell be coming by their house frequently. And assuming nothings happened to our cameras, well be able to monitor his actions. Plus, hes purely impulsive when it comes to fighting,.