"Jenny's despondency disappeared and her expression turned to one of careful contemplation."Well?" I asked."Yes." She grinned ecstatically.I hugged he.... "Great."She kissed me and we lay back on the bed to snuggle together."Are you sure you want me?" she asked."Absolutely."All Thursday was spent packing up her clothes and on Friday morning, we made a trip to her mum's where she kept a number of personal items that she wanted to bring along. I remained in the car, staring up at the towering. "How many have chosen slavery over death?" Most of them have chosen to be sold into slavery rather than feed the crows back in Portugal," Bartholomew interjected into the conversation. "Those that have are the men now working before us. I think most of them hope to escape once we have sold them off. I doubt any of them are aware of the conditions in the mines. Still a life as a slave must look more appealing than the hangman's noose." Perhaps they are right," Pedro wondered aloud and then. As I heard the shower stop I pulled myself away and went to put her sandwich in a plate with some chips and added a soda and put it on the kitchen table. She came out in one of my old shirts, without her jeans, she said she hoped I didn’t mind but since she would be here for a couple of hours she wanted to get comfortable, I told her my shirt had never looked so good on my, she blushed and sat crossing her sexy legs and grabbed the sandwich. She ate like she was starving, she got a little mayo. Also unfortunately for Janet, the administration was not very helpful at all. Although there was a police officer on duty during school hours, the school had no security, so students were able to get away with a lot.If only I could go back to Holy Rosary, Janet thought.As a private Catholic school, Holy Rosary was the opposite of East Central High. Students were expected to behave in class, and there was a zero tolerance policy on physical assaults. The administration was firm, keeping order.