Sophie just held her and whispered again. "That's not true. You saved Traci. I know she told you about our childhood, but you never seemed to understa...d it completely. Theresa, my sister loved you. If you had left her behind she would have been destroyed. You meant everything to her."Theresa obviously did not want to be consoled because she sniffed. "But I still killed her. I took her onto the ship. I was supposed to protect her."I kissed Theresa lovingly. "She wanted to be with you. And you. Ryouga's hands squeezed her tender breasts hard as the shock of his orgasm caused all his muscles to contract violently. Ranma suppressed a moan as her tender flesh flowed like bread dough in Ryouga's hands. Finally Ryouga stopped his frenzied thrusting and relaxing, rested all his weight on her back, his breath like a bellows beside her ear. He lay with his head next to hers for a moment before moving himself. Having caught his breath he released his hold on her breasts and placing his hands. Genie locked the guns and simply dumped the three guards somewhere out in the desert. None of us were very concerned with the fate of three Hamas thugs. We started going through the paper files that we found, but there was no computer for Genie to search. I don't know—maybe computers are sinful? We didn't find anything useful in the written records, so Genie jumped us home.We simply could not abandon the trail this easily, so we tried a different tack. As a person showed up for work at the. I was sad that I was just a slave; something inside me felt it wasn’t right. But what could I do? I was just a nigger on Massa Turner’s plantation. My days were long but I considered myself fortunate that I had the love of my man Tom who they let me share my shack with.Tom was renowned as the hardest working nigger on the state. He was 6 feet tall and very muscular and handsome too. We were both aged 28. What I loved most about him was how gentle he was with me. His hard work meant he was.