Maybe she had, already, and I'd just missed out on it, but I didn't think so. My doggie sense of smell would have tipped me off, I think, if anything ...sexual had been taking place in Brenda's bedroom or bath.So far, she'd been behaving like a nun. Or, at least, like people imagine nuns behave. Who knows what really happens, inside the nunnery?Too bad for me, all this good behavior, but I figured it couldn't last. My master plan was that, when and if Brenda ever did get herself excited, using a. I even had pennants fastened to the four corners of the roof of her palanquin. Yes, we made quite a show as we journeyed to the auction site.I had already reserved us a spot at the auction, so we marched to our place and set Atrina's palanquin on supports so that she could sit in it and still see over the heads of the other people in the audience.This auction started out with 10 women on the block. As usual, the first thing they did was to drop their clothes and stand there naked. I had spoken. You must have thought I had lost my mind." That's true, but that made you all the more attractive to me." That comment made my bride giggle and I felt some tension leave her body. "Besides, anyone else would have jumped at the chance to marry you." That's not true at all, Danny." She sounded sad, but when she pulled out of my embrace, she was smiling. "Wanna fuck?" I couldn't have asked that question any more eloquently."I thought you would never ask." I must say that Kelly's body was. When we entered, all conversation stopped. I was the only white woman in the bookstore, and my tits were still exposed, plus Charles led me in like a bitch on a leash. There were a smattering of black men, ranging from men in their 20s all the way up to their 60s. The black man behind the counter was in his 50s, with grey hair. At the door was an enormous black bouncer, maybe 6’5 and 250 lbs. of all muscle. Charles led me to the older black man, who appeared to be the manager and.