Some of the house slave didn't like Sally because Miss Martha's likes hera lot and of course her light skin. They don't like Mulattos (Spanishand Por...uguese's word for a mule, since that is a hybrid from a horse anda donkey) in general.Miss Martha was dating a gentleman from near Charlottesville (rememberthat Martha Skelton was a widow). Miss Martha told Sally about hisgentleman's dates. Sally was enchanted with Miss Martha's words! Sallysaw, just ones miss Martha's date. She was amazed. . I can’t engage with this at all. It’s beneath me.’ Judy had a pained look on her face. Sasha could tell she wanted to say something else. ‘What is it Judy?’ ‘Boss, you and I are ok, but… um… you know you’re not that well liked here. You are tough — I know you need to be, it’s how we get stuff done — but you’re not that well liked and… well… I think this may take a while to die down.’ ‘Really Judy, it’s okay. I think I can handle it. Now let’s get to today’s agenda.’ However, it was morning tea. We soon finished our drinks, when Nick pour us another and asked, what he had to do to see us pleasure each other sexually. I laughed and said that sorry it's not going to happen. Then Jen asked if Nick had a hard on. Nick replied yes and it was actually very noticeable, his hard cock under his pants. Jens said not to worry that she too was horny and that her pussy was wet. We carried on chatting for a while as we had finished our drinks once more. Jen then suggested that we play a game. I. I will bring home something nice for you. Last night we had dinner at his friend’s restaurant again. I had a very interesting time. His friend kept looking across at me and towards the end of the evening Abdul and he were talking and they kept looking across at me together. I knew that they were talking about me and I was intrigued. On the way home Abdul told me that his friend wants to fuck me. Apparently they have shared a couple of Abdul’s female visitors before. He asked me if I would.