. no, I mean, this s-slave is--!" Amanda," Bessa said. "Ah ... Marris told me."Amanda's panic was slow to ebb. For all she knew, this was a test of so...me sort, and any moment Halno or Norlan would burst in and accuse her of thinking she was "special" again.Bessa leaned to one side and peered behind Amanda. "That 'alno's left yew in the irons? Yew think he'd let yew 'ave a li'l bit o' freedom 'fore 'e takes yew to do gods know wot."Amanda wanted to respond, but she could only give Bessa a pained. She smiled back.I moved about the table playing shots, then, as I bent down to take another I felt a hand brush across my butt. I looked around."Sorry," Helen said with a smile and a pair of very erect nipples.I smiled, bent down to take the shot, and felt her hand on my butt again. This time stroking. I felt my cock stirring in my tight jeans.I took the shot and stood up, turning to face her. Our bodies were very close together, her, a little shorter, looking up into my eyes. Our bodies. Since I had no breasts the result was that I looked like I had some nice little A cups. I put on lite make up and a matching bracelet and necklace set I found in the jewelry box. I didn’t look like a slut like I usually do when I dress up but just like a regular girl. We were going to a drive in movie and I didn’t want to look out of place so this was perfect. I was nervous still but since we would be in the car I figured it would be OK. I made spaghetti for dinner and thought I would have it. A rifle upstairs. I had better ones on the bike, so I ignored it and trotted calmly back down the stairs. The girl was still on the middle of the floor where I had left her.I glanced at her and thought. Yeah, you’re getting it, but I had other things to do, like seeing whether the hog was going anywhere soon. I headed to the door to check on it when she spoke up. “Wait, please, don’t go!”I turned and glared at her.“Please, you, you cant leave me like this.”I didn’t say a word,“Take, take me.