A school lesson about slavery had left Mandy wondering what it was like to be a slave so she had spoken to Marcus who at 14 was 2 years younger than M...ndy and was from Uganda but had lived in England for 2 years, Marcus had agreed to teach Mandy what it was like to be a slave. Mandy was from a very well to do family and she knew that in the time of slavery her family would have had slaves. Mandy approached the front door of where Marcus lived knocked on the door which was soon opened by Marcus,. But that Indian Summer night holding Heidi’s hand while we hid behind a bush was indelibly scribed in my memories.Our high school football field didn’t have lights. We played on Friday afternoon right after school. Craig and Lola walked with us out to the bleachers and we sat together. Heidi laid her hand in mine. It was a really nice, comfortable feeling.“Wow! That was quick,” Lola said looking at our joined hands. Craig was sitting there with his hand palm up on his knee next to Lola, but she. To her surprise there was no one there to greet her, no servants or family.Her bags were placed by the door; she duly paid the carriage fare then watched the horse wheel around and pull up the drive and out of sight. She was startled back to reality by the gruff voice of the gardener, "Have you business here madam?"She turned to face him, he touched his cap, "Sorry didn't recognise you, madam, I'll take your things to the guest room then try and locate your sister, if you'll be so good as to. He told her to go stand beside Rachel and with a “yes Sir” she did as she was told.“Well?” Tony said, “Would you like to have some fun with them?” I nervously said that it was ok I liked just watching what he was doing.“Are you sure you don’t want to join them? Are you sure you’re not getting sleepy too?” A shiver went thru me as I thought he might take control of me if he hadn’t already and I didn’t know what to say.Tony stood there smiling at me enjoying watching me squirm and then he said.