. wut he call it . . . a regal air ’bout me. I taint positive wut dat means fo’ sho’ but he say dat I be a queen where he from, a real live quee... wit a crown ‘n all. Massa say not to beat me. I was hopin’ to get da whip cuzin I know da pain of da beatin’ be ova in a few days. Wut massa do to me, dat pain don’t neva go way. Dat pain be in my heart, you know, you kin’t touch it but it be dere, from de sun to da moon ‘n back to da sun one mo’ ‘gain. Massa hurt me down dere. He make sure I know. Unfortunately, no one came out and saw that beautiful sight.Chapter 27We ate in the room that night. Maria was naked when the room service guy came in, but Maria didn’t offer her body to him. I don’t think she found him particularly attractive. She does love just showing off her naked body, so it was fine.About nine o’clock that night there was a knock on our door. Maria opened the door and there was a tall black guy standing there. He said, “Hi, my name’s Will. Sam sent me and said you. But that didn't change a thing. She was still as shapely (and I'm sure just as fertile) as ever and increasingly I found myself fantasizing about her.It started when she'd come into my room at night and give me back massages. Her smooth hands felt like heaven against me, and I could swear that she was trying to be sensual with them, knowing that she turned me on. "Relax, David. You're so tense," she would say. I'd fantasize about Carol coming into my room at night when my dad was asleep and. "Now girl, answer me now!" barked Karen."Eh...yeah...I mean...yes...you're correct," whimpered Jim in reply."So what was with all the hystrionics earlier on then Debbie?" askedKaren, this time in a more soothing manner."I dunno," said Jim honsestly as his mind once again settled onto it'snow, well-worn path to confusion. "I guess it might have had something todo with being dressed this way (gesturing to himself) in front of acouple of men for the first time."Karen pressed home. "What do you.