You are such a good boss that it bugs the hell out of me that you don't get to have a life outside of all the corporate fires you are putting out. Not...only that, but it will be easy for me to find willing women, you are tall, handsome, in good shape and incredibly wealthy." Thank you for the compliments, but are you sure you want to be involved in such an intimate detail of my life?" Why not, I already have to schedule in when you get to take a shit, and frequently have to relay messages to you. Next stop was the sheriff and we got about the same word from him. He agreed to ride out to the place with us but told us he wasn't going to be involved in any shooting to throw the others off the place. We planned on going the next morning.It was almost a wasted ride since the present occupants declined to leave. We turned around and headed back to town and as we neared it the sheriff told us he was sorry but there was nothing he could do."There is plenty I can do sheriff. They killed the man. Right next to you is Alice, a blonde gorgeous 19 y.o female of 1,75 height and a big c-cup cleavage. Like all other objects in your mansion, she does not wear clothes inside your property. Unlike most of the other slaves, she is not shackeled, only collared. Also you did not remove her pubic hair- a sign to the other cunts that her status is a little above these common whores. You are quite fond of Alice. Not only are her tits natural -which is not rare in your mansion- and she keeps her body. I was disappointed.I kept my eyes closed. I felt Cindi get out of bed, then felt her get back in bed. Then she spoke."Okay, open your eyes!" I opened my eyes, to see Cindi again. Then I felt a hand on my back, and looked behind me to see Amy also! Goody!"What's up, girls? You two aren't going to get me in trouble again, are you?" I smiled at them, my two special girls."That depends on you," Cindi giggled. "I'd love to do something to get you in trouble again, and Amy would too, but I wasn't.