The Dommes at the bar turned around to see what was going on. Racheal, with a forceful voice said ?Jasmine, I don’t serve anyone I own slaves?. Jas...ine laughed and said ?I’ll bet you on the football game tonight, winner gets the loser for a week, and I just can’t wait to have you as my slave. I will even give you the choice between the Lions and Packer and use the point spread from today’s paper if you have the guts to play?. Racheal said, ?Let’s make it a month of slavery the loser serves,. Im up on the 3rd floor and notice my family there. Zan sees me and comes toward me and is smiling. He tells me I am on time and to get in there for my mom and mother-n-law are helping Mina with her breathing. I am shown to the door and go in. I see my beautiful wife in the bed and she looks a mess , but still beautiful. I walk up to mom and give her a hug and a kiss on her cheek. Helen comes over and I do the same to her. They tell me Minas water broke while they were both visiting and rushed. I had collected my thoughts and was feeling a lot calmer now I was sitting at her desk so I could look around and take in hints about who Tracy was from the way her room was. The wallpaper was pink with a definite princess theme being covered up and replaced by a teenager theme with posters of boy bands and music festivals. The bed was tidy with dark red bedding that even I could tell clashed with the wallpaper. The only hint of a little girl left really was a small stuffed animal of indistinct. He was a kind enough man, and a good father. He had a typical dad body, not exactly what one would describe as fit, but far from obese."Your father's right honey, this is a big chance for you, for all of us as a family! Think of everything we can do here, everything we can see!" His mother spoke up from the passenger seat. While his father was not an ugly man, his mother, Erika, was an absolute bombshell. Standing five foot eight, with a perfect hourglass figure, a toned body, and golden blond.