I got to sleep in late for a change because one of my early morning meetings had been canceled.When I finally made it out to the kitchen, Julie met me...with a fresh cup of coffee and my favorite breakfast. One of my other Bond Mates, Samantha, thought my breakfast of six slices of bacon, well-browned hash browns, three eggs basted well, and a split English Muffin coated with butter and peanut butter was stupid. The first time Sam had prepared this breakfast for me, I mentioned that I preferred. The management liked the big spending footballers and the girls loved them. Within minutes they were surrounded by a gaggle of lovelies.Now one thing you have to know, these guys are supremely athletic and good looking twenty somethings with money to burn. They have a reputation and the girls know it.Within minutes several of the girls have their tits out and pretty soon they were all practically naked, apart from nylons and shoes. Six girls were soon kneeling down with their heads bobbing up. So we chewed the fat for a bit and she told me how she was off to study a three-year course and had been buying new clothes ready for the move."So how are you getting your stuff down to uni then?" I said, "Is your mum going to drive you down." Erm, we'll probably go in Rob's van, he's my errr boyfriend."And there it was. This dirty bastard had a name. Rob. Rob, the guy who was doing my girl. I hated him already."Oh right", I replied, "I'd heard you'd started going out with someone in the. Some in rags, some naked…I find two that I would want to consider purchasing as my new house slave. Both are lighter skinned and both are of age so it comes down to the final price. A bell in the square alerts me to the fact that my ten minutes are up and the event is starting.I quickly leave the cells and head for the square in order to obtain a decent place in the crowd. In blocks of ten the slaves are led up onto the platform and presented. Any remaining clothing is removed briskly and the.