Raven in particular basked in a rare feeling of acceptance. To most neighbours, Raven was an exciting addition to their quiet lives and they often inv...ited her for teas just so they could hear the stories she could tell of the wild life of her youth. When they saw her out in the meadows they greeted her friendly. Raven felt safe for the first time in years. Not that there was no racial prejudice. Some people gave Raven derogatory names behind her back. However, the neighbours had no reason to. I therefore acquiesced to hissuggestion that we go to the bar for a final drink almost withoutthinking. Being seated in a brightly lit bar was a whole differentexperience to being in a darkened auditorium, and I was a little nervouswhen I noticed a few people looking in our direction. "Don't be scared,"Imogene whispered. "They haven't read you; it is simply typical malebehaviour of eying up all attractive women that they see. You are an'attractive woman' and had better start getting accustomed. I stammered back “N-no sir, its not what it looks like, I’m not a whore.” They looked me up and down, in my stripper wear; a neon pink bra, quad thong, body jewelry. They looked at each other in unison and started laughing at me. One of them quipped back“Your belly button ring begs to differ” before continuing “awfully sexy little thing to not be with a ‘client’ tonight, isn’t she sergeant?”“Agreed lieutenant.” The sergeant chuckled “I think we need to continue with our efforts to clean up. As she arrived at the lectern, she looked down to the front row and saw Vicky joining the other lieutenants in the first pew. There was Abigail, clad in head-to-toe leather as always. She'd been baby sitting both Francis and Christopher. Each man was on a leash held firmly in her gloved hands. Next to them were Evelyn and Vivian, both dressed in amazing latex bodysuits. The two buxom Dominas sandwiched Vivian's slaves. Jessica recognized several other faces in the front rows, but she didn't.