”“Vickie, please, can we talk about it?”“Sure. Come out of the shower and talk to me.”“Can you wait in my bedroom? Let me get dressed.”�...�Nah, it will be more fun if you just come out now!” she giggled. “I want to see.”“Vickie, come on.”“Come out and talk to me.”I shut off the water. She had me trapped and wasn’t going to let me get out of this. Fine. It’s not like I hadn’t been naked in front of a girl before. After all, I had even walked down to dinner with the Spencers naked. I decided she. My face grew red and I was so glad that Dallas couldn’t see my face right then, “Y-Yes, Master. Please…”Just like that, I heard him go back to work on his pants behind me, and only seconds later I heard the jeans fall to the floor only to be kicked away, followed by his underwear of course. The first thing I felt were his hands on my hips. His fingers were coarse and callused, but his touch was as not to cause harm at all. It was crazy for me to think that this was the same man who’d just. "A guy grabbed my tit on Friday. I thought Rico might have found out about it and that's why you're driving me. Then I realized he would just break the kid's hands off." Are they from our building?" Andy wondered. He needed to tell her about the scholarship but he also needed to know more about what was happening."Not a chance," Lupe said. "They're niggers from two blocks down. They're older than me but a year behind me in school. They want to be bangers but everyone knows they're just little. A lot of old men in nice suits talking business. That kind of party. Not a slave party.’ Lacie breathed a sigh of relief. Slave parties had been a growing fad around when Master had first bought her, and the horrors of the ‘parties’ made Lacie’s skin crawl. They weren’t really actual parties, just places where groups of slave owners got together to abuse and violate each other’s women. Lacie had only that morning realized that she didn’t know what kind of party Master was taking her to. Now.