Why was she cooking? Where was Rio? Didn’t she have any other slaves to prepare meals? The other dark-skinned Mistress was gone too. Perhaps Rio was...the other Mistress’ pet. Could this Mistress be too poor to own slaves or pets? Red quelled the curl of excitement that pulled at his loins. That’s why she kept him. It was certainly better to have a damaged pet than to not have one at all. He touched his face, feeling the long gash along his cheek. He would do his best to make her forget his. Well, now thats a good pick-up line! I responded with a smile. He smiled as well. The ice was broken. We started dating and after a few months he asked me to move in with him. Not knowing what to say I agreed. My move towards the little girl was made. I was going to live with her, and she liked it, at the beginning it was a bit rough, but later on we got more close, almost intimid. It was a Saturday when I discoverd the little girls secret. John was out for work, and me and Jolina were home. I had driven from Miami a month ago, great city, full of style, Cubans,art deco. Orlando was Disneyland and universal studios, also good.After that, it was the open road, I drove and made a point of seeingevery unusual and quirky attraction on the way to New York. Georgia,North Carolina, South Carolina, I saw them all and didn't rest until Iarrived in New York. As with the other states in the east coast I'd beento, I made a point of seeing every unusual shop, sight, everything.Being a civil war. Instead, I began planning a vacation visit to their home in Wisconsin as they were leaving from their vacation to my parents house where I lived. Three months later, during the early weeks of Autumn, I flew out of New England on my first flight in a commercial plane or in any aircraft for that matter. I had never been so far from home. That alone was exciting, but the prospect of learning more about what Janice and Charles could do for me was the real reason for my trip.Their welcoming hugs.