Isn’t that right, six months?” she asked her silent sister who was still looking at me oddly as my big hand rested on her leg. The girl nodded and...licked her lips.“So our uncle, Uncle Peter, he became our guardian. She’s fifteen and I’m eighteen; I was seventeen when they died. He didn’t want us, but ‘e did want our land. So, well, I’m not sure exactly what happened next but we ended up on a ship headed for America as indentured along with fifty or sixty other people and a cargo of cloth and. "Master, I have no need to eat." She poured him a glass of wine and waited.Mike couldn't think of what else to do, so he started eating. Before he knew it, he had made a large dent in the repast. Is there anything better than wine, bread, cheese, and fruit shared with a beautiful woman, even if she isn't eating? It occurred to Mike as they talked and he ate that he knew little of her and her abilities."Do you read my mind?" he asked, having the distinct impression that she did."No, Master. But. Since you mentioned it, I liked your hindquarters and your long legs the minute I saw you walking across the yard.”“Will you still like me next winter?” She leaned down to whisper in his ear, as she lay on top of him.“Why of course, we’ll be married by then. Why wouldn’t I still like you?”“I’ll be gaining weight and my hindquarters will be getting larger.”“Why would you...“Martha? Are we going to have a baby?”“Wonder who that is? Looks like they may have come from the direction of Pecan Ridge. The bar was full with most of the students blowing off some steam before exams. With my outfit I was getting some double takes but none caught my attention till I saw Kyle. Kyle is a tall guy who swims at a professional level with a flawless body and the kind of face that makes a girl hot and bothered. He also happened to help out at the gym I exercised at and as such we had met. He would definitely be my conquest. While contemplating the dirty things I would make Kyle do to me I felt a tap on.