The thing I had conveniently forgot (I swear I really did forget!) was that during "processing" female slaves had all contraception removed and were g...ven an injection to stimulate fertility. That's right: the mandatory contraception the girls undoubtedly had emplaced when they were twelve years old back on Earth was gone. Keelin and I had been engaging in unprotected sex! I closed my eyes and waited for the explosion."I may be pregnant?" I heard Keelin ask. I nodded, eyes still closed. "Yes!. Kind of reminds me of Ottawa, Canada’s paltry little capital. It’s full of fake-smiling bigots too. I hung out in the bigger, livelier and more diverse City of Boston every chance I got. It’s where I met some of the ladies and gentlemen who would become my best friends in America. I met this tall, gorgeous young Haitian woman named Madeline Lemieux in Boston’s South End. Picture this, if you will. Six feet of curvy, coconut-brown Caribbean goddess, with long black hair, full lips, a firm. I’m hanging here for what seemed like an hour before another group of men come use me. I thank them all. My body receives another coating of cum. My orgasms are still strong, but I feel raw and on edge.Chapter TwoFinally, someone comes by. He were very quiet. I felt a calloused hand on my back, rubbing the copious amounts of cum into my skin. It was a gentle touch, one that calmed me. He cupped my hanging breasts, teasing the nipples between his finger and thumb.He squeezed my breasts, causing. Angela never talked likethat, but things were changing fast and she was very emotional abouthis masculinity. Dexter found it kind of exciting being talked to likethat.Dexter stepped into the pink lace panties. Angela rubbed his penisthrough the thin nylon material."See baby. You're still in there and it's all man," she said holdinghis nylon and lace encased balls in her hand. Angela wasn't sure shesaid that for his benefit or her own.A little over an hour later Dexter was almost ready to step.