My vulva was tight, hiding my pink petals. When aroused, my clit would peak out and my tangy honey would bead upon my lips."Take your places, slaves!"...Jessie shouted, clapping her hands.All ten of us climbed onto small, round pedestals just large enough for us to kneel on our hands and knees. The pedestals slowly spun so that our potential buyers could properly inspect us. Drawn carefully on our asses was a number. I was seven.The buyers circulated through the room. My training was extensive. 5 in. Tall in her late teens and had a pretty full body. Her breasts were very large but also very tight. Like every African, she had full and rounded bottoms and an unusually slim waist. She had done high school and was very well groomed. She knew how to cope and clean the house and also to arrange dinners for 20 to 30 persons. The best thing about her was that she was very cheerful in nature. She was always chirpy and full of laughter. Right from day one she seemed to be very attracted to me. I saw a great lusty smile in her face. She went in and made some coffee and we sat together for some time till we finished. To my surprise, I saw her sliding her hand inside my pants and commented it’s quite hairy. I got a shock of my life. It was good sensation when someone who you are truly attracted to proceeds this fast.I said that I love to trim it once in a while and don’t shave it. She really liked and started playing with it. That made and dick stand up. We started smooching little by. It was now 9:00pm that same Sunday and Susan was in Jack’s room about to denude him of all his bodily hair ... all except for that lovely bouncy mop of hair on his head.As Susan started to move the shaving blade across Jack’s chest she suddenly stopped and looked at Jack before saying, “And here is another thing I snuck into my bag today!”Susan then reached down beside Jack’s bed to her bag and pulled out a packet of condoms. She waved them right in front of Jack’s nose then added, “When I have.