She always liked how clean I kept the house, so I know I could make her happy even if she seemed upset at my oversight. She would be back soon enough ...fter she's thought of how I should make up for my lack of respect. At any rate, I moved to the bedroom to take off all of my clothes, because Mistress doesn't like me to wear clothes when I'm cleaning the bathroom. She doesn't want me to get bleach on my clothes and make spots. I was cleaning the bathroom once and I came out with a bleached spot. “Guess what,” she whispered conspiratorially the next time she checked on me, even though nobody else was around. “They use their mouths and fingers on each other like you do for me,” she said. I had a difficult time concentrating for several moments as visions of two beautiful, identical twins pleasuring each other ran through my head.I learned more throughout the night each time Zuela came up to check on me. The Baron of Port Zamfara had doubled the tax rate on caravans to pay for his. It had a nice ring to it and was still quite close to my old name. So now I had a new name for myself. I would be Oriana Pratt from now on.As the sun rose higher I felt confident enough to continue on my journey. I was rested, warmed up and had a goal in mind. My first stop would be an embassy. I was going to notify my Mom that I was still alive and coming to her. I packed the left over meat and a bottle of water in the sling bag that the man had left for me. I wished he was still around so I. The liberators were wearing blue armbands.The townsfolk, overseers, and refuges found themselves facing thousands of angry slaves armed with clubs. The militia recognized that they had an enemy in front and behind them. Although one group was a well disciplined army, it was the freed slaves that were more frightening. The freed slaves were killing anyone who was not wearing a collar or a blue armband. Of course, the militia knew nothing about the blue armbands.With Fred to his right side, Sid.