Mr. Brown has not been able yet to find acceptable tenants, and seeing that the asking lease may be forbidding, I have offered Margaret the lease for ...�200. I suppose it cannot be bad to have your squadron commander for a tenant, and that may be worth more for you than an extra £50 per year, for I cannot see the property leased for more than £250. I believe we can well afford a little generosity because Mr. Brown reported excellent returns for the properties as you can ascertain from the report. I will not touch your pussy."Amanda stared at Larra's back in total confusion. At least her use of the forbidden pronouns had temporarily shifted the scrutiny of the other slaves.Amanda had no way of knowing (though she was starting to guess now) that being selected as a favorite slave had enormous implications among her peers. She remained unsealed and could engage in sexual pleasure whenever she wished while she was in the slave quarters. She could administer it herself or request the other. Her eyes were now blazing, and her chin trembled with emotion. Her voice was cold and biting. "I don't believe this, I don't god damn believe this. You're a highly educated, supposedly intelligent, full professor at a highly prestigious, IVY LEAGUE UNIVERSITY?????"Her voice had risen. She rose and stood over John who looked up at her in astonishment. He made to speak, but Pat clamped her hand over his mouth. "Shut up, John. Just shut the fuck up and listen to me. See if you can get your head. Slumber always seemed to accompany my climax.I was woken by Sharon shaking me saying supper was served. My eyes opened to see her smile, my dress was still around my waist. Sitting beside me she asked if it was a good feeling? I blushed and nodded. Her fingers touched. Oh, I needed her but it wasn't possible with Pastor John at home.The days passed by until the following Sunday at church service when Bethan came and sat with me. She chatted away, my heart was thumping. I liked her being with me.