She was tall for a woman, nearly five and a half feet, but light and delicate. A firm mouth rouge colored to match her hair offset her emerald-green e...es. We took her off a small barque rushing from one ‘safe’ island to another, and looked to offer her for sale at Jamaicatown. The bastards there would buy anything not English, and pay good coin whether the girl was experienced or fresh. (Could not say about the last, we never sold any in that condition!) After being brought on deck, she cowered. "Yes, I occasionally suck a few dicks with him. You never know, you might get lucky one day we'll take pity and suck yours!" was my playfully bitchy reply."Ha! You should be so lucky..." Bob wearily reposted."So does he speak to you then? I've never heard him say a word" asked Bob."Well darling" I said, "it's rude to speak with one's mouth full isn't it, so no, I haven't!"."I think he's weird" Bob uttered."You don't mind him sucking you off though do you?"Oh no, he's good. Very reliable. Once. It appears to be coming from old Christianand old Hebrew rules before the idea of equality of the sexes appearedaround 1850. Unless you want to consider Socrates discussions on thematter about 400 BC or so I think."She still sat and looked at me funny occasionally. "So if you are my wife then you have to be submissive?" She asked witha smile."That's what I understand the rules to say. But it's up to a computerprogram to interpret them now isn't it?" Well then I guess that you can now do the. The only condition was that they got to piss on the cock before it went in them. Response was overwhelming and Maranda said that she would require that also. There were a lot of eager men and busy women for the next couple of hours.Maranda didn’t know what the other women were doing, but she was only too aware of how eager we all are to have our worth affirmed. She praised every man who she shared her body with and made them feel like they were the best one of the evening. She found something.