“Care to have someone else do it for you?” he said. Nobody had ever done that to her before, other then herself, but when he asked and when she lo...ked at him long enough she was convinced she’d enjoy it. “Do you know how?” she said, almost wishing he was already doing it to her. “I’d like it. Yes, yes I would.” He licked his fingers but she was already soaking wet as it was and seeing as she was it was easy for him to slide his fingers up against her pussy and easily start wiping them across it. Mommy takes little Peggy to unload the groceries from her car. After Sallyunlocked the front door I notice we are still holding hands as we walkinto Peggy's old room with a crib and changing table. If you asked whatthe room looks like, in a single word it would be pink. If you saiddescribe it in two words, you would say girly girl.I turn and feel Sally picking me up and putting me down on Peggy'schanging table. "Ok little sis, hold up your new dress. We don't want toget any poop on it while I. Doubtless this went with everything being so shabby; this was a very primitive planet and it became less surprising that they used slavery here. It was like the history books told in their tales of the eighteenth century, which Jacqui had never really understood until now, when she was to be sold like the slaves in history.The last of the men to be auctioned was the one who had seemed almost happy to be here. He paraded with some flair and stood during the auction playing with his enormous. ’ He rolled his eyes at his response when she turned back around. She smiled and walked him over a stack of blueberry pancakes and his bottle of maple syrup. ‘Good, they’re my specialty.’ She put the plate in front of him and felt his eyes follow her when she turned around and back to the stove. A few minutes later Sarah dumped one last pancake on a third plate and put the plate in the microwave. She took her plate and went to sit by Wes where his food was barely touched. Sarah knew why Wes.