“What about you and your busboys, Brittany?” Wendy winked at our new girlfriend, for frankly, that was her new role, right?Brittany was now OUR gi...lfriend, which possibly made her busboys our boy-toys by proxy or possibly not. I didn’t worry too much about that. I had a sexy slave, a sultry sister, a foxy ginger girlfriend, and now a steamy Latina fiancee ... I even had the use of a twink when it suited me. Yeah, life was much better now, wasn’t it?A fellow could get used to this ... rather. Her long strawberry blonde hair was parted in the middle and fell naturally around her shoulders and breasts. Bree love old movies and was instantly reminded of Katherine Hepburn in her first few roles. The blonde smiled when she asked, “How much do you charge?” Her voice was unexpectedly deep and husky but sophisticated and it suited her somehow. “Full dance is $50.” She nodded and dug the money from her purse and Bree put it in the slot the club provided and then turned on the music. Ain’t No. One thing that is slowing me down is the question of how fast you can rebuild the bodies and train the new recruits. By that, I mean, oh, suppose I found 10 or 50 or 100 new recruits in a week, how many could you process?" Jase, that is no problem! Remember, with time shift at our disposal, you could never overload our facilities. We could process the entire 6 billion people on Earth in a subjective few days if we had to. The only problem I can envision would be doing the background and. "He put his hand on the small of her back and led her towards a curtain hanging in the corner. He pulled aside the curtain to reveal an old wooden set of stocks like you see at Renaissance Festivals. Rachel gasped at the sight of it but made no effort to pull away from this sick Black stranger, even when his dark hand slid down and began squeezing her smooth white asscheeks. The sight of his hand on her butt made me wild with jealousy but I fought to control my anger."This is the original set.