I told my parents I would be staying at a friends house and they agreed as it wasn’t a school night. I drive to the address she wrote down. She live... in a nice medium sized house in Mt. Washington. I parked in the driveway and nervously went to the front door. I rang the bell she opened the door shortly after. She was beautiful. She was wearing a blue nightgown and nothing else and had on lipstick. “Come in baby” she said as she hooked her fingers into my waistband and pulled me in. She. They just feel satisfied if they find someone with a good liberal arts education, whatever that is," Rose said."You mean the people who go through four years of college as if it were four more years of high school? The ones who take mostly English, math, history, and enough courses to get a degree without specifically trying to learn about something?" I asked."Yes, but it isn't a hard and fast rule, as you proved. It does seem as if they're not looking for anything special as long as the. "They put leg irons on me. I objected. I said that I would not run away. Did you know what they said?" "The leg irons are there to keep you from being stolen." "Yes" She said. "I did not know I was that valuable. " Actually, that is an old joke among slavers. "The auctioneer pointed out all my good features. He also made sure that no one noticed my big hands. He even ordered me to lay on my back and open my legs so everyone could see the virgin cunt that they were to buy." She paused as my. Luckily I had only moved slightly to test the waters so he didn't make the connection with me peeping at his Mrs.I sat imagining the view I would have if I could just credibly move two feet to one side. The floor was mucky after hours of pissed people traipsing through discarding cigarettes and all manner of other things. Pretending to stretch out and lying down wasn't viable. I was attempting to be positive and count my blessings at the sights I had seen, but it was tough. I endured this for.