“Staying out of trouble punk”? “Ya—this week for sure” “Ya, sorry to hear about the twins—they were really clean cut—well, except for ...he selling their asses on the street part”. Officer Kerry and his partner flashed a grin, as I knew the comment was meant to be affectionate. Actually—of all the bois that had come and gone from the 'block', the twins were probably the only ones to have never been arrested ! Officer Kerry asked what we were up to tonight, I flashed a smile and said "ahh, jut. I remove your blindfold, and, as your eyes adjust to the light and you see me for the very first time in person, making you watch as I play with the plug in my mouth - sucking, licking, in and out, making sure it’s good and wet.I drop back to my knees, and press the glass, now warm from being in your mouth, against your asshole. There is a little resistance at first, but once the tip is inside you begin to relax as I slowly work further in, back it up a little, further in, adding spit as I go,. He honestly hoped that Heather didn't, in fact, pledge to be his slave during their role-play last night. The dreams and the visions that had haunted him since earning his gift repeatedly hinted that that would not be a good thing ... then again, NONE of the visions ever had much good to say."Gregg? You in there?"Gregg looked up to see that Chad was still there. His musings had taken over his brain and once again he found himself lost in his head. "I'm sorry, I zoned out there for a minute .... There were some slaves milling about, but no real work was being done that day. When he came to a clearing he saw a lone female slave. She was walking through a small field of wild flowers. Every few steps she would bend over to collect some. She walked towards John holding a mixed assortment of colored wildflowers. She looked to be about his age, and did not have the clothes of the field slaves. She was a petite girl, just barely clearing five feet. She must not have been a field hand, her.