Her voice was beautiful, Ree'al didn't want to hear it. He turned over, now face up. Naked, drunk, and smelly, any of these three qualities should cha...e the woman away. He had yet to open his eyes but after two more soakings, he cracked them open. Ree'al blinked several times to clear his vision and he was able to focus on her. She was handsome. A strange appellation for a woman but it fit. Her chin was large, her nose larger than most women's and her eyes wide set, but she was pretty, even. To fall for a slave romantically was the ultimate faux pas in thenew world. ?I have not.? She replied.?I?ll speakto your uncle.? Stella said with finality. ?In the meantime, do what you likewith her but no real damage, right ??Lara smiled.?Thanks.? ****** *** Gemma pulled on it with her teeth.The thin blue string tightened. Larawatched her and giggled. She was at the height of her period. The cramps werepassed but the thick red flow would be plentiful. Given a choice between eatingthe copious. And I think she's hot. For sure. But, I don't know if I love her as man, or.." Or if you just want to fuck her?" Aunt Karen offered, finishing my sentence."Does that make me an asshole?" It makes you a man."Aunt Karen and I returned to the kitchen, where she poured each of us a glass of wine."Your father and I had some close encounters," Aunt Karen said, "I doubt he cares to remember them, though." I don't believe it. What happened?" I once gave him a handjob." No way," I said and threw my head. The hefty wooden door swung open with an ear-drum-piercing squeak and a manly figure was unveiled through the thick fog outside. It was a very cold night and the visibility was extremely poor, hence Steven was unable to clearly see the man’s face.“...Steven?” came the deep voice.“Umm, yeah, sorry I can’t see you very well, who... who is that?”“It’s me, come on Steven don’t tell me you don’t recognise my voice, you’ve known me for nearly seven years now!”“I...I’m sorry?” Steven asked still.