" S-slaves?" I stumble over the word."It's ancient Egypt," she explained. "Of course there are no slavestoday, are there? At least not officially. Wou...d you like to see mycloset?" she asked."Your closet?" Yes. I'm told it's the largest in the state."Sophia grasped my hand gently and pulled me through a pair of doubledoors.She was right. It *was* enormous. Two long rows of clothes and acounter with drawers down the center. Everything organized by occasionand color. Boxes full of who-knows-what. As near as I can remember the conversation went like this:?You two sleeping together???Grandpa!??Don?t ?Grandpa!? me, young lady! The way you two hang all over each other I figure if you aren?t sleeping together it?s only because you haven?t found the opportunity. You can have the opportunity when you?re living with me if you want. So, one bedroom or two? And your sleeping habits are no one else?s business as far as I?m concerned.??We only need one bed, Grandpa.??I thought so, child. . Tex and Zena talked for another ten minutes with Tex taking notes as he probed her for information on her tormentor. Bill watched and listened without interrupting them. Finally, Tex leaned back in his chair and looked at Bill."I think I've got everything I need to get started, Boss. I'll keep you posted with everything I learn." Do we need to move Zena?" Bill asked."Maybe, but let me find out what's up with Traubel first. No need to cause Ms. Wildman any more stress than necessary. I'll make. I want to come again. Crawl behind me and come to my room.”Mistress Jackie was always a bit cruel. I was just about to come, but she would not allow it. I got on my hands and knees and crawled to her bedroom. I followed behind her.“Get on the bed. Mistress will ride your face. If you make me come, I’ll fuck you.”Mistress Jackie stood on the bed with her feet on either side of my head and squatted down. Her beautiful pussy was now right on my tongue. I worked my tongue all around her beautiful.