I thought it would take longer to get this part done but you have please Me greatly. I am proud of you both. We cant help but smile wide to His words....He is proud of us. We are both beaming as He leaves the kitchen for us to eat and get it cleaned.As we eat and clean we talk about what happened. We are both strangely excited about it. Mom what is wrong with us? Nothing is wrong with us I say, like it or not, and I am not sure when, how or why it happened, but we are slaves. We both smile at. ”“Then he man.”“That’s true,” Tom said from the doorway, “but he still needs a lot of love and understanding.”“Tom,” asked Jane, “would he accept from us?”“Are you asking sex?”“No, just love, hugs and talk.”“I can’t image why he wouldn’t. He’s been raised like most of us uptimers. The color of one’s skin does not define that person, it’s only a color.”“Tom, why don’t you get Michael and introduce him to Jane and Janice while I see how the holster and stuff will work with these clothes?”“I’ll do. . well, I guess Dianna had broadened my horizons.Men began approaching us not long after we sat down. Dianna deftlyfielded most of their advances. My lover was uncannily accurate atsizing men up, gracefully dismissing the clumsy come-ons and zeroing inon the ones that had real potential. I graciously acknowledged interestwhen it was directed at me, but generally watched, listened, andlearned from my more experienced girlfriend.One man in particular carried on a lengthy murmured conversation. Across the room you see him standing there, his back to you. He is half dressed, wearing a pair of Levi’s with no shirt and barefoot. You think back on the night before, you smile and a warm glow overcomes your body. Never in your life have you felt this way about another person. Until now, your life’s work has been your two wonderful children, they are everything to you. You remember how emotional you were the moment each were born. You let down at the birth of the first child and cried..