This made CD smile. He kept up his assault on her behind until she had multiple orgasms. That's when he had a thought. All the things she had been say...ng were very different from the Aunt he know. Something hidden from the world. He remembered living here and helping keep the house tidy and clean. But his aunt always told him to stay out of the bottom drawer in her dresser. He was curious then but hadn't taken the time to investigate it. Now seemed like a good time.CD pulled out and stepping. She couldn’t stop the memory of the horrible day coming back. She had been twelve years old, and an aspiring artist. She had loved to paint, and most of her paintings had gone to Nick. She had just finished her latest one, and had gone over to his house to give it to him, but he wasn’t there. His brother informed her that he had died just that morning. He had fallen off the boat they were sailing, and had drowned Allison was just starting to let the pain she had felt overtake her when her. " Ugggg. This early morning thing of yours will take some getting used to."I laughed quietly at her and said, "Says the girl who climbed into my window, in the middle of the night?" Hush, you like it that I am here."I heard a squeak at the door and lowered my voice to a bare whisper as I said, "We have a visitor"Zoe lifted her head and looked at the cracked door, right as it closed."I guess she heard us talking. You go do your run and I will go have a little 'girl talk' with her."I wasn't sure. The shame of her reaction to that second whipping still haunted her.She had received seventy lashes and wept and screamed for mercy after each of them She, Roberta the bravest of the brave had grovelled and pleaded for mercy. Even seventy long years of ceaseless hard work and pain had not expunged this dreadful memory. She still feared Celestine and obeyed her every command.Her seventy years as a slave might be over but Roberta was still a slave at heart. Her body might be mightier and stronger.