“My husband was in a band of warriors who were sent to deal with encroaching foreigners from the other tribe. There was a battle, and my husband was...one of those who died. I had to move in with my sister and mother until the Chief made a ruling that for the tribe to survive, it needed access to any salt that was available, and use it for trade with other tribes, so we were left without the salt quarry. Without that, we had nothing, and the tribe was no longer strong enough to look after widows,. Then I was handed a black slip and then camethe maids uniform. Miss Henderson applied some lipstick and we headedback to the main room.Oh Andrew you're going to make a perfect slave maid to Miss Hendersonand Stephanie. Well Andrew I have found a contract online designed forthis type of work relationship and I sat at the table and read thecontract.Article A.1Contract Of Ownership:-I 'Party A' agrees to hand myself over into the ownership of 'Party B'in order to implement the training indicated. Mo shut her book and moved closer to Jackie and me. Jackie continued, telling us about what Uncle Jason and Aunt Andrea said about Jackie and me sleeping together."No way, Mom and Dad said you could sleep with him?" Mo said. "That's so unfair!"I looked at Mo and Jackie giggled. That's when she told me what Mo had asked her. Mo blushed, covering her face with both hands."Shut up, Jackie! That was supposed to be between you and me," Mo mumbled."What's going on, I'm confused?" I said."You tell. I always wanted a 57 Chevy."Surprisingly she kissed me even with James in the front seat. "I knew we'd be compatible," she explained. "Even your big cock fits perfect." She whispered the second sentence directly into my ear. "I'm all about my visions, Joseph, and one features you stepping out of a 57 Chevy beautifully, your hair brushed back by a dramatic gust of wind and the setting sun cast a warm red light on your sexy smile." We shared a smile and a chuckle before she extracted items from.