He knew the old man was trying to marry him off, trying to get him to settle down, but he could try all he wanted, Brand had no intentions of marrying...any of these shallow, mindless little twits.His head snapped around as he heard who was being announced at the head of the main staircase. In a resonating tone the footman announced, Her Grace the Duchess of Virlane and St.Clair and the Lady Britina, the Countessa Du'Lane. Kat slowly walked down the steps smiling as she heard the assembled group. The stupid boy stepped forward and kissed her. He told her not to be afraid.‘Ha! As if that were possible,’ she thought bitterly as she brushed her teeth.‘Oh it can happen,’ the soft sensual voice purred from deep inside.Lori looked at her reflection and again noticed a slight change in her features. Her normal hair seemed a lot dark and thicker. She spat out the last of the toothpaste and mumbled, “Fuck you.”She heard the laughter flow through her body, a gentle caress like a lover’s touch. ‘I. “The rest of you need to either drop off your checks, or cash, at the office as soon as you can.“Belle, you and Reina need to get on the phones tomorrow and start making bids on the bred-heifers - PLUS - the open heifers and steers. Keep in mind, the beef market price was $22.30 per cwt - on the hoof - at yesterday’s close. Also, ask for a delivered price per head. We need to keep up with all expenses.”Reina said, “Josey, I’m not sure about me handling something this big for all of us.”“If you. You're on the short list unless somethin' better turns up." I swatted her ass as she headed over towards Corporal Brown.I figgered that I had my slaves, so I walked over there and stood by Brown myself. I was getting' my jollies watching this fat guy wander around trying to pick him out some slaves. Apparently he'd scored some kind of high number 'cause he kept saying he needed six conc- uh, concu-, uh slaves. All of the women who hadn't been picked was standing in a line and fat boy just kept.