'I see you've met Jamal.' 'Hey Jen,' He said, Thrusting once and pulling out, 'I just had to test her out. She's proper whipped huh?' Jen laughed, 'Ye...h. A real sissy slut.' Aroused, but humiliated, I went to fasten my zipper up. 'Leave it sissy,' Ordered Mistress Jen. 'C'mon Jamal, let's get a drink.'Music was playing when I brought the drinks in, Mistress was sat on Jamal's lap and he had his hand resting on her cunt. The doorbell sounded, so I went to get it. She glared at me with her. I saw that look in your eyes . . how i wanted you . . but did not want to hurt you . . the tension was unbearable . . that’s when i pulled you to me . . . yes you did . . . that was wrong . . it was your decision . . no my love that comforted me . . thank you for keeping the blanket over us . . i’d have died of shame otherwise . . . though i loved you . . . you tensed as i moved on top of you . . .your body was so large . . i was afraid my legs . . . my body . . . wouldn’t open . . they did . .. A woman's voice answers "A client."My mind jumps to that shrimps wife, waiting out there with Vinny and his boys, and a bead of sweat hits my eyebrow; but I wipe that drop away knowing this voice is a little more stiff, not as mellow as the size-queen's.I keep my hand on the gun and move around the desk, toward the door. I peak through the blinds and instead of seeing a big gangster and his boys I see a sweet looking little woman in a tight blue dress.I unlock the door and say "The office is. Thank goodness it's my land, so they can't bitch too much. It will get another two men working, too."Mom said, "We had eight ladies working today. I'm told they can't spare any more right now, as the women they left at home have to tend to the babies and kids. There are a lot more men than women down there, and the single men have built themselves a bunkhouse in the barn addition they made. Rosita said one of their cousins from southern Mexico is coming with her sister. She told me that they.