"Hello?" The enchanting pale pink lips opened to speak, and Mark realized that he was staring, and rather embarrassingly at that."Uh, yeah..." he stam...ered, trying to slow the rush of blood to his crotch. He tried to think of some witty line, when all he could think of was how much he'd like to drag this woman into the bushes and use her as a relief to his virginal condition."You sure? That was a pretty bad fall." The pale eyes held an expression of concern, and Mark shook his head, trying to. The spark showed, all right, glowing deep and yellow, the way the eyes of an animal will glow. He had a real beast in him, I knew well, that he couldn't always keep on a leash, and this time, maybe because of the quarter still clutched in my hand to hide it from him - if he saw it, he'd sure God want to know where it had come from - I knew for sure he'd let loose all holds. His big hand fitted firmly into the small of my back, pushing me down across his legs. I gritted my teeth, waiting while. I tried to follow but the soldiers grabbed meand pushed me back into the room. Some music sounded up and the white wives were forcedto dance with the President’s friends, whilst the whitehusbands just stood there watching. The black menstarted grabbing at the women almost immediately, blackhands grabbing breasts and stroking legs and bottoms.The white men couldn’t do anything about it as theywere covered by the soldier’s guns.I was worried sick about what was happening to my. Between her small, but very perky breasts, were the gates of heaven and they were closed, chained and padlocked with a chain that would not have looked out of place attached to a great anchor for a battleship.Zoe arrived then, with James studying a half-naked tattooed girl in the living room, and she paused at the bottom of the stairs.'Master?' her tone was confused and not a little worried."Zoe, come here." James said aloud, pointing to his side but not looking at her.Zoe immediately came to.