" He waved his hand in the air in a peculiar manner and the boys turned back to the group. The women took the children back and the whole group strode...forward. I signaled dismount, knowing there would be no trouble here. We all got down. I had to help Shanana. My hand slipped a little and I got a handful of crotch. Too bad it was covered by the leather pants. She just spun around and tickled my tonsils a bit before turning back to the advancing party.When they got to us, again he made the sign. Four militia men were due into Albany to pick up a slave (an Indian) who had run away from the Butler plantation. He was being held in chains in a small room across the hall from the police chief’s office. The militia men were to escort the slave back to the Butler plantation for execution by fire.Dammit, that was perfect for us. If we could rescue the slave, particularly before he left Albany, we could curry a lot of favor with the local serfs and slaves, whether or not they happened to be. Her fingers rubbed her button furiously and she pumped the rubber penis deep into her body.It was so close, as close as Ethan's when he surprised her in the hallway. She wanted it, not just to look at it or watch Mr. Thorn rub it. She wanted to feel it with her hands, feel it inside her, pushing deep into her body in place of the rubber one. She wanted to beg him to do it to her, but she couldn't. It felt too good; she didn't want to stop.Lights flashed behind her eyes. She moaned. It was. But if we are going to explore this together, how it plays outis going to be completely up....to me... Do you understand?"I nodded again.I searched her face as she said, "I know you are scared. I get that.We are in 'taboo land' and you are the one exposed...but you are notalone."I took the beautiful mask from her hand and put it over my eyes.I heard her sharp intake of breath and suddenly she was pushing me backagainst the wall, kissing me deeply. The press of her body and thesensation that.