“Like I told you then, the party had moved on after I dropped in to check on the girls. I just decided to stay and play Rummy with them.”“I know...you played Rummy. The girls were all ecstatic at having you here with them. They tell us everything. Was there anything else that happened Saturday night?”I could feel my cheeks begin to flush. I know I couldn’t have played poker very well back then. “No. No, not that I can recall.”“Do you happen to like this tennis outfit I have on?”'Oh, crap.' I. "Nothing you can watch, if that is what you are implying. Begin preparing the other slaves and see if the one that was slapped needs attention."Amanda kept her eyes averted. Self-pity was not allowed to her, but her emotions needed an outlet. She channeled it into anger instead. Not at Larra, as that was pointless, and not at Halno, as that would make things worse for her. She instead seethed at her fellow spineless slaves. All of them were looking directly at her and could have told them the. ” I stated as an interested customer.“No Madamji it’s well balanced and can be used alone. Let me show you,” he said as he climbed up the ladder and stood at the topmost wrung to look down. I knew I had a chance as I looked up.I slightly adjusted my overcoat lapel and collar to reveal cleavage a little more. As he looked down I could see his eyes widen as he looked away for a second only to look back. I had caught my fish with the bait.I slowly moved my wet hair to one side as I looked up. "That's what they're called; tramp stamps." Oh shit! I didn't mean to make her cry."I was just teasing you, Bernie," I said."You were? But that's what it says on the internet so it must be true." Yeah, they're called tramp stamps, but all the rest is just bullshit." I got off my bed and gave my sister a brotherly hug. "A lot of people our age are getting tattoos. Heck! I might do it when I turn 18. That doesn't say anything about them one way or another except that they have a tattoo. It.