“But if it’s you and me, then all those problems aren’t there,” she said.“Wait. Now you want to see me naked?”“That’s not what I meant...” she said. Her head tilted. “But now that you mention it, that is a good idea.”I stared at her.“You have to tell me what planet you’re from,” I sighed.She laughed.What’s more, as she did that, she pulled her shirt all the way up and flashed her boobs at me.We were in my bedroom again. To be honest, I don’t remember getting there. Hannah was sitting on the bed. And there were also many naked slaves about. The scene seemed to be a paradox to her.At the edge of the walkway before the tall building, Goran turned to her. “What are you?”“I am a slave.” He offered a faint smile and she realized he was warning her that she must be careful regarding her actions and behavior.She followed him inside. There was a counter and a wall with cubbyholes and a large ledger on the counter. It reminded her of movie depicting old hotels. In fact, she was correct. Goran. It was a Saturday so the bars were busy. I'd sent him a couple pictures of myself so he'd know who he was looking for. I was nervous about meeting him and the time we were to meet came and went. I was beginning to think it was just a bad hoax when this nice looking younger man walked up and introduced himself as Chris. He apologized for being late as the event he was at ran a little. He sat and ordered a beer and started telling us that he had just come from the gb club as they hold events. She was gorgeous, and her sister is also gorgeous. Now me, trying hard not to check out her sister, I did and damn a family full of hot sisters! Anyways, as time went on, we did see each other and I took her out with friends. One night, we went to the club n damn she can dance. I knew that this girl can really fuck if she can really dance. Sadly that night, didnt get any action other than making out. The next day, we met up and went out for lunch and then dinner. Skipping to the goodies now. I.