The welders framed two nests of woven rebar where the slabs were to be poured. Next the cement trucks came. The float-men slicked the concrete surface... while the foreman insured that the slabs were properly graded. They took time to cure. The septic tank was dropped in place and covered over with a pre-cast concrete cap. The inspectors had been watching and signed off on the foundation. That ended the first two weeks.The crane came. Load after load of concrete slab showed up. Teams of men glued. My free hand rested on my current trainee, Teresa. She was one of the dark-stock, my term for African Americans. She was naked, of course, her massive tits swaying as she licked my balls, one hand supporting herself, the other masturbating my cock. She was coming close to the end of her training; soon she would be fit for sale. I had no attachment to her; she was just another girl, in the hundreds that I’ve trained since I’ve entered the business. ?W-wait! Please! I need this girl! I’ll. .Akkaa….Abba…Ammma anta mulugta edlu…. Sudden aagi avlige yenayto gottilla naninnda bidiskondlu…Mele yeddu avla kacha nu tegdu….Avla tullanu nan mukhad hatra tagu…Nekke.Nekku nan tul vasna mansate nekke…Akka…Estu dind tin gandan tunne ne cheeptidde evaga nan tullu cheepu…..Anta nan mukhan avla tullige joragi press madtidale….Nanu kamada pitta nettige yeriro kudure hage avla tullina dwara open madi.Nayi nekko thara lachak lachak anta ..Nana jollu sorisi sorsi. I got out and dried myself off and put on my bathrobe. I couldn't bebothered doing anything with my wet hair. I knew it would be a tangledmess to deal with later on, but I didn't care. I walked out of thebathroom just in time to see Kayleigh and Danny jump apart like they hadbeen electrocuted. Even if I hadn't seen anything, the rustling ofKayleigh's petticoats would have given away the sudden movement.I stuffed my Belle dress and all of the accessories into a garment bag anddumped it on the.