Ever since the morning of our second day together we always had one of our friends around.I closed my eyes and wondered what we might have missed had ...e had the chance to just be alone together. I pictured the two of us just holding each other and gently caressing each other. Then, making love slowly and lovingly, relaxing in having it just be the two of us with no distractions.I was making up my mind that somehow I was going to find a way of doing that when I felt a drop of something hit my. ..Four precision shots with an unfamiliar and unsighted weapon. Who and what was this woman?!We ran forward. I grabbed the screaming rapist's hair and dragged him away from the prone girl. I doubted he could use a weapon, but I made sure he had nothing in his pants, shirt, or on the ground near him.Rachel was cuddling the sobbing woman. (She certainly was a woman!) When the sobs slowed, Rachel stated matter-of-factly, "I left the bastard alive for you. Do you want to off him, or shall I finish. There, I said it. When he was through with me, he said I should plan on doing that for him every morning. I need this job, so I will do it."When she was through she had her eyes downcast. I place my hand on her chin and raised her face, "Luana, you will never have to do that again. Please forgive me for not knowing this morning what I know now. Would you like to accompany me while I terminate the man?" No Sir, I would be afraid. He knows where all of us ladies live. He goes to some of their. Brigitte answered, “We will when we get our slave home.”Mrs. Southerby looked hard at me and said, “You better obey these young ladies or you’ll have to answer to me; do you understand slave?”I couldn’t tell if she was k**ding or not. Maybe she thought this was some kind of k**’s game and she was just playing around with us. I stammered out a “yes Mistress,” and she smiled and walked on. I never did decide if she had been joking or if she really knew what was going on. Brigitte and Becky loved.