"Come on Mamma" Arleen pulled at her mother's hand. "Come see our new home." Hers was the enthusiasm of youth for a new situation. Her mothers relucta...ce came from experience.Roonie ignored her daughter's encouragement and stared at the woman. It was confirmation of her fears. She looked down at the young girl that had been a child only a short time ago and a tear slid down her cheek. Her parents had been property, and that made her the same. Her daughter would belong to the man who had bought. She talked about it so much that I ended up doing a paper on it in high school."Melinda's heart leapt in her chest, but she was wise enough not to let it overwhelm her. "So, you weren't worried she was turning into a witch?"He laughed, and there was nothing of mockery in the sound. "Nah. You know, it's about nature, not broomsticks and black magic." He wiggled his fingers in an exaggerated pantomime of spell casting. "Not that she can't be a witch sometimes."I actually went and talked to some. I pasted my lips back onto hers and I suspended my thrusts for the time being. As our lips moved incessantly, I brought my hands right up to her face. Her hands slithered off my shoulders and made their way down to my lower back. She massaged it ever so softly as both of our bodies moved calmly. Her breasts rubbed onto my chest and I was sure she enjoyed that too. 'Damn, I think we might have both just bitten off more than we can chew. We've been making out ceaselessly for five full minutes now. ’ Croag was grateful for the advice and they continued to work together and Croag realized that Damar was here to work with him, as Croag’s Mother’s match could not. At a point when they were alone, Croag burst out, ‘Damar, what if the New Revered Woman doesn’t like me?’ He couldn’t even bring himself to ask specifically about Amma, though he wanted to ‘or what if, what if I don’t like her?’ Damar laughed. ‘Croag, the Revered Women have watched you grow into a Man over these years.’ Again,.