. unappetizing to be staring at during a fine meal. It also gives the slaves something to focus on and do. They are not just in the line of sight fidg...ting.” While he talked, Lord Blackmon had cut a small piece of his excellent prime rib and had begun feeding it to his kneeling slave. “However some masters take advantage of these customs to show off or further humiliate their slaves. I once had dinner in a very nice place in Half Moon Bay and watched a master repeatedly smear butter on the. Gretchen is totally their daughter because she hasn't parents other than them. We call ourselves their love children. We've spent lots of evenings at their home. Gretchen and I have even kidded that we live in 'Jack's' condo which, of course, is technically true."Both of us have had big crushes on Poppa Jack. I realized how much I loved him when he was shot. It was as bad as if it had happened to you or Dad."Joyce smiled at her daughter and gave her a hug. "I'm not jealous and I understand. I. " With that I stood up and lifted Angel onto the bench. I expertly unsnapped her bra with one hand. A trick I practiced religiously in college. I took her left breast into my mouth and started lightly sucking on it, nibbling on her nipple every now and then. I was lightly pinching her other nipple and rolling it around in my hand. She tilted her head back and moaned with pleasure. Her chest was slightly heaving with her breathing growing faster. I took my mouth off her left breast and. We had played there as kids and continued to hang out there as we got older. There was a clearing that we all used to congregate at that had several benches. On any given day there could be anywhere from 2 to 15 people hanging out there. Its one particular night in this clearing that changed things for me and Cindy forever. I had managed to score a couple of bottles of wine and wanted to drink. I called Cindy and a few friends, but the only other one around happened to be David, the guy I had.