They traded for goods brought from northern ports in short steps. Goods purchased by one village were traded to neighbors farther south. Those neighbo...rs used some and traded the rest to villages even farther south.Twenty-five men had stayed behind to begin building a small, fortified village with the aid of two hundred slaves the Sultan had given us as a gift. In our village, his representative would trade with gold nuggets and gold bars since it would no longer be in their country; the port. “Gary, I can’t get pregnant,” I stated with a genuine resolve. “I won’t cum; I promise. I just want to feel inside you. Just for a minute… honest… I’ll be careful.” Positioned between my thighs as he was, I could see his boner arching up and down as he spoke, beaconing me with each throbbing pulse. God, I did want to give myself to him. I wanted my brother to deflower me tonight. But I knew better. “We cannot take that risk.” Gary stopped and then said, “I’ll wear a condom.” “You have one?”. They decide on a trip away to sort things out. Aunt Tili was to look after me.Dad had bought an old passenger bus and converted it into a mobile home, nothing fancy, just the things to make life comfortable. Their destination was a place down the coast we called 'The Womb', a place of peace and tranquillity with wild life abound, and hopefully a place of reconciliation.I got home from school the first day of Aunt Tili's stay. "Get cleaned up Fur ball;" I had accepted Porkie's insult as another. I smiled and made jokes and we both were having a great time. We had several glasses of wine. “I think dinner is ready. Please join me in the dining room." “Sure.” Billy followed me into the dining room. He sat down and I went and got the meatloaf. I put it at the center of the table next to the flowers. I put the mashed potatoes in a serving dish with the green beans near the meatloaf. “I think we need more wine. I have another bottle.” “Great. Everything smells and looks great. You’re quite.