She reminisced about the job longingly.It was a dark muggy night in late June, her location New Mexico. The target, Salvio O'Mally, a tough looking or...ange haired cat. She remembered him all to well. “The Trainer” the slavers called him, due to his particular skill at breaking the more rebellious spirits within the ranks of the recently captured children. She herself spent many an days in his “care”. She fought, and fought against the slavers, and often it ended with a call to him. She had. Enjoy the moment, live the moment as much as you can. Darr ne ki koi baat nahi hai. Understand?Manali apna sar hilayi positive approach mein. Then Rahul said, “Now do it.”Rahul firse sloping position mein incline kiya. Dekh kar lag raha tha Rahul koi raja ya maharaja hai aur Manali uski daasi (sex slave) hai. Manali aankh bandh karke ek lambi saans liye aur fir apne ‘target’ ke or badne lagi. Manali dheere se uske lund ko chhua.Rahul ke bhi dhadkane tez ho gaya. Apne tez dhadkan ko kabu karte. I didn’t know that your father was still involved.”That got me ‘the look’.“Ok, I admit, that was dumb. I should have talked to your father earlier.”Looking pensive, she searched my face for something.“What?”“What are you going to tell my father?”Shit.“Tell him that is at war with Kalabar and maybe Fairview too.”Chewing her lip, she smacked me again in the arm, this time hard. “Not that, be serious.”“I was. You never told me what you wanted from me Chandra. I am content to be your teacher as. She slightly spread her legs and ran a hand down between them.She stroked her cunny, sliding her hand up and down. Bolts of wet fire shot up her pussy. "Oh, ah, ooh," she panted as she rubbed her yoni.She slid a finger in and stroked the clit with her thumb. "Oh god, yes!" she gasped. She hunched and jerked and cried out as a mini-climax rippled up and down her pussy.She slowly ceased rubbing, and then she sighed. It felt good, she thought, but it's not ... it's not the real thing. I want the.