"Feeling thirsty Francine?" Yes, Mistress!" she croaked."Feeling hungry, Francine?" Yes, Mistress." Feeling uncomfortable, Francine?" Yes, Mistress." ...e always give the newly captured Slaves a day in the sun and a goodly taste of the Slave Whip. Then we let them down and prepare them for the Market. The Market is tomorrow and soon your companions will be taken away to be fed and made beautiful for the bidders. You will stay where you are for some more days. Do you thank me?" I thank my. She was wearing jeans showing off her peachy bum, and a blue floral print tube top. She wasn’t wearing a bra so her juicy C-cups bounced around as she moved. She wasn’t heavily made up, but blue eyeshadow complemented her top. It was just us two and two girlfriends of hers. I thought maybe she was trying to set me up, but it turned out they were lesbians being set up with each other. “Oh well, no matter. I’ll just enjoy the night and see how it goes,” I thought.So I did. Most of the night was. Matt felt odd, being nude while Mary was dressed, so he quickly got back into his clothes and they went downstairs, got in his truck, and drove back to the Forrester house. They’d been there about an hour when Ricky called, extremely excited. The college wanted to offer him a full scholarship, he told Matt. ‘Den, you got to see this place!’ Rick gushed. ‘They got girls up here so gorgeous it blew me away! And the dorms for the athletes, man, they’re awesome! You really ought to think about. Remind me about Malcolm?Wife: classical tall, dark and handsome.Me: from the bar a couple weeks ago.Wife: yep. From the bar and our couch and our bed, and our shower....and a quick blow job at the front door before he left!Me: oh yeah, he's the young black college k** from ______ University.Wife: yessir. I think you nicknamed him everreadymbecausemhemkept,coming and didn't get soft at all. The k** with the nice hot package.Me: sure, will you be having tea?Wife: well...the cream anyway!Me: sure,.