"Of course not, I'm surprised you're in here that's all, you are theVoss girl aren't you?" Yes, but that doesn't mean I can't like a dress by anotherm...nufacturer, and Margaret specializes in business wear and this dressdefinitely isn't business wear. I just want to try it on." It would be our pleasure to have you model it for us." I'm not modeling it, if I like it I might buy it, it's so pretty,"Tiffany said."I hope we have your size, you're so slender," the clerk said.The clerk found Tiffany's. Being sexually active was posing a problem. Girls didn't really interest me at least not sexually at that time. The mare that I had been fucking wasn't broken in as a dray or buggy horse. So I couldn't get at her that way, standing on a bale of hay hadn't been successful either. I thought of a cow. But when I got close to one and reached to touch her she just moved away. In any case I was happier with horses. So masturbation became a source of release for me.Then I got the chance to try another. No one stops me, they are all too busy with the rest of the wounded. I finally find her. I pull her out of the pile she is under. She has multiple stab wounds all over and one right through her eye. She died receiving that one.Holiday has followed me over. Once I have found her body, he drops to his knees and to my shock, starts to wail. The guy must have had it bad. I give her one last hug then lay her back down. I kiss my fingers tips and touch them to her eyes. "Safe travels great warrior,. ? ?I have some Irish blood as well,? she offered. ?I am descended from slavesbrought here in the late 1820's. The owner was Irish and fathered quite a numberof children. My grandmother told me all about it. It was her grandmother whowas a slave. ?Looks like the times have changed quite a bit. Now we have wealthy blackwomen walking about freely at a slave auction that is selling white slaves.And why is this? My ancestors had no choice in what they became. They wereabducted, kidnaped from their.