In the silence she could hear its ticking. One minute past eight came and then another minute came and went. Sara watched a full five minutes pass and...then suddenly her door bell rang. The shock almost sent the wine glass falling from her hand as she stood up. She put the glass down on the table and began to nervously smooth her dress down. For a few moments she found herself unable to move and the door bell rang again. This time she could move. “Sorry I am late,” he told her as she opened. " She laughed and ran back for the house, skirts flapping. She was a pretty thing with a mop of hair that probably had not been cut since she learned to walk.On Friday, George and I told the others we were going scouting, and reached the minister's well-lit house just after sunset. We saw to our horses and knocked at the back door. The young slave admitted us with a knowing grin, and we were both welcomed by the women in the front room. I introduced George, who had shaved and put on a clean. Kara had spent so much time staring at her food instead of eating that she still had some breakfast left - we left her at the table as Linda and I gathered our plates to go into the kitchen.As soon as we had got up off our chairs I activated the Watch and stopped time. There was only a few more commands I felt like I needed to give.I walked over to behind Kara and embraced her - wrapping my arms around her middle and resting my head on her shoulder. I breathed in the sweet scent of her, and. "I've got to watch you to make sure you've got it down," he said with an indulgent smile as he pulled her to the edge by her hand.She leaned against him and looked up in his eyes to whisper, "You just wanna stare at my ass." His face cooled so fast she was afraid she'd screwed up, but then a flush began to creep up his neck."Don't." It wasn't a command, it was almost a plea as he backed up to the edge of the pool like she was dangerous."Sorry," she said and pushed away. The haunted look in his.