I had taken the class on a whim and turned out to be rather good at it. Too bad I couldn’t make any money at it, especially now that computer word p...ocessors did fancy printing that replaced real calligraphy. The sheet was covered with fancy lettering, a border of leaves drawn down the side and little stick figures danced in or around some of the capital letters. One of the best things I had ever done for that class. The song was from one of my favorite groups at the time, but it wasn’t one of. You turn me on perfect&hellip,.Im getting a boner&hellip,and&hellip, She was rubbing her pussy on my boner now. YES!&hellip,go on! she said. I was in shock at her actions. She acted like she was going to rape me or something. I said: Yes, you turn me on a lot and yes, Id like to have sex with you. That was just the first morning. The next morning as soon at dads car left, here she came again. She had already taken her pill. She came in with a new pink nightie that left her half naked. A tiny. You can call me Lisa I said. He liked that.He asked me to stand up so he could look at me. I did as he asked and a big smile is what I got. I turned around so he could see my tight ass in my short skirt. His cock began to grow again. I shook my ass a bit as I slowly began to strip for him. I could feel his eyes all over me. Turning around to face him I undid a couple buttons on my pink sheer blouse. He reached for me but I backed away telling him no not yet big boy.He sat back and stroked his. I’m growing, and the man who owns us wanted to sell me, and Heather too in a year or two. Pedro, he’s a slave from Spain. He works for a carpet weaver across the street. He rolled us up in two carpets. He told them he wanted to sell the carpets for his master.”“Who is the young man?”“That’s Ali. He’s the carpet weaver’s son. He’s helping us.”“Well, bring them all aboard, Mr. Grey!” Captain Benning called having followed the exchange.The girl nodded to the old slave who then rolled her up again.