.alot to...do things to you..that will help pay some of our bills..." "Mom...I guess it wont really mater now dose it?" "No honey I guess it really do...n't." "Mom...dose heather know about this?" "No she dose not know yet I wanted to talk to you about it first...me and your father have talked about this some what and well I am sorry about this. But let me go make a few phone calls and there will be two guys that will come over to...touch you here" Stacy moves her hand to her daughter mound an. Using my pocket knife, I cut the rope that bound her wrists behind her back. But her freedom was only momentary. I grabbed a length of chain and secured it around her wrists, then I tied the chain to the trunk of the tree. Her bound wrists were now hanging down by her flat abdomen instead of behind her back. Mack and John followed behind, stopping along the way to drink some water from the hose. Under the maple tree stood their chained sixteen year old sister, her pale skin sun-dappled,. I shifted as I followed the others and shot a guard coming out of a curtained shop.I hesitated before looking around and walking into the shop. I shot another guard as he lifted a weapon and grinned, this was a slave shop. Oh they did not call it that, they always say the boys or girls are engineered. I walked through another doorway and down a hall to look into a room with a dozen girls.One almost jumped out at me, she had golden skin with long white hair and was only a meter and a half tall.. ” “Very few women are like her, there are some really nice girls out there waiting for someone like you. Hell, as good looking as you are I’m sure that more than one of the women you know would be glad to be friends with you.”“You don’t have to worry about my love life, I get along just fine.”My sister fired back at me “I don’t think so; you’ve always been really shy. How many girls did you date before JoAnn? Two. And how old were you when she took your cherry? Twenty. And then you married the.