We now turn our heads to Damian Black, or Ian as his friends called him, friends whom he left behind, probably to their deaths. Damian and his mother ...velynn were allowed by the authorities to flee as Damien’s father was a former decorated general in the military. Evelynn decided she had seen enough death around her, after mourning and burying her late departed husband, not wanting for her son to share his father’s fate, she sold everything they had and fled.Damien was trained from an early age. In this manner she managed to make quite a showy little display ofherself.???? ? "Yes... Although Iprefer not be kept waiting Miss Johnson. Now if you would, please take aseat." As if I had been gracedmerely by her presents there, she consented rather unwilling and sat somewhatplainly after an obnoxious little eye roll. "I hope this doesn'ttake too long because I'm not counting any of this as part of my afternoonbreak?" Oh, how I loathed thatpompous little attitude of hers. "Well Miss Johnson. The girl’s hands raked up Chloe’s chest, pawing at her breasts as her face dipped between her legs. Dave moved the binoculars, trying to focus on both Chloe’s breasts and between her legs at the same time. He watched the black girl’s long fingers rolling Chloe’s pert pink nipples. He could see them swell as the girl’s fingers pinched and tugged them.He moved the binoculars downward, watching the girl move her mouth over Chloe’s mound. ‘Oh god,’ Dave groaned, staring at the wispy dark curls. “Look at my right cheek Kimberly, what do you see.”Kimberly was even more addled at this turn of events. Initially she didn’t know what she was looking at then she realized that it was a tattoo or even a brand!! But only animals were branded. But then Kimberly realized that White men had branded Black slaves!! Kimberly shaken said, “Is that a brand Quanesha?”“Yes it is. The only way that Black Daddy can legally deliver us to Black men to pay reparations is if we belong to him. You have to ask.