”“Why?”“Well I own a bit of land complete with planning permission for twenty houses, I was going to ask you to come with me to have a look at...it sometime in the next few days.”“Where is it?”“The Canary Isles.”“Where’s that?”“In the Atlantic ocean about two hundred miles off the west coast of Africa.”“Is it something you want to do?”“Yes I think so.”“Well do it then, you don’t need me”“Yes I do, you see it’s a bit complicated, my mum and dad owned it, unlike your parents, they’ve always. Joey was truly asking for my help, but the plea was to end his indecision one way or another more than just needing to link with me. I realized that I was now committed to decide his fate one way or the other. If I didn't aid him in freeing his slaves, he was ready to let himself be swallowed up by the corruption already eating at his heart.Seeing how close he was to the edge, I gave him a weak smile and said, "Just give me a minute to tell Jennifer and we can go, okay?"He smiled and let out a. ” “Sure will, but I am going to wait til 8:30 to take mine. I like to go up and sit in a chair in my bedroom and watch the sunset through my window before I clean up.” My god she has seen me. I had trouble speaking. “Well I am not going to wait, I stink too bad.” She laughed. “Don’t have too much fun tonight.” God she really does know. I couldn’t get that thought out of my head when I walked through the kitchen, kissed mom, and headed upstairs. She knows. She knows I watch her. Then an even. Understand?" Yes master," she answered meekly.He blinked, and took a breath."Why'd you call me that?" he asked her, putting his hands on his hips."Mr. H says that's what the boys like. And if I don't he hurts me," she said, barely looking up at him.His temper flared."Where's this Mr. H?" Roland asked her."He's in that house over there. It's where I'm supposed to take the boys when they want to fuck me," she said, pointing to a house north."Take me there," he said, following her as she.