"I will be very good wife to you."I came to realize she was right. She is the perfect wife to me. I realized that feeling of not being able to imagine...life without her was love. I had been so pre-occupied with all that had gone on in my life, I hadn't realized how much I did feel for her. When she slid under those covers, I felt something I hadn't felt with Ellen or Karen or Kim or…well you get the picture. This time the heat was more intense. Every feeling was more magnified. She took my. You know, healthy, if youknow what I mean." Yes, ma'am." She didn't know, but it didn't matter. If the whitelady wanted to see her pussy, Shanika would show it to her.The woman looked her over again and hurried to the next slave girl ondisplay.And then it was time for the auction. Shanika watched as a youngnervous looking teenage slave girl, maybe nineteen at the most, wassold for 450. A scruffy looking white man, old enough to be herdaddy, happily led her away in chains.Nydia, who Shanika. " I hope he knows she's not sleeping in his room with him," she stated firmly."Jesus, Sam, they're adults." That might be true, but there still won't be any hanky-panky going on in here." Are you listening to yourself? Don't you remember when we were that age?" Oh yes I do, and that's exactly why I'm saying this!" So let me get this straight: it's because of what we did?" No. Not because of how sexually active we were." Then what?" It...it just isn't going to happen, that's all." Sam, please. What hadhappened to Jack and who it had it been that saved me.The thoughts lasted for a short while, but I was still felt very weakand tired. Finally, after a while, I drifted back off to sleep.My next venture into the world of the conscious was greeted by thesound of voices talking. It took me no time to identify one as Mrs.Taylor, but the other was a man who I didn't know."So what do you want me to do!?" Mrs. Taylor nearly screamed."Please, ma'am, you have to understand. She's in a coma and.