Ever." I don't know why that got me so angry so fast but I try to reign it in. "You ain't got ta worry 'bout that ownership thing with me; we ain't ow...n no slaves. Not e'vy white guy wanna play plantation. An', Hell, even Alex ain't ma slave." I think you need to let go of my arm." I let her go. "I don't have a problem with you being white. If anything, I have a problem with you being 18. You are too young to think. You said your family has owned land in southern VA for close to two hundred. Way to help the self-esteem, Kel. Comparing yourself to porn stars isbetter than Prozac!As Kelly cautiously walked over to the group, space cleared between herGreat-Uncle Ned and Brooke. Ned loomed over Kelly, despite his snow whitehair and more than seventy years. His swollen hazel eyes bored into herfrom behind thick, distorting lenses: as if he were an etymologistexamining a previously undiscovered specimen.Rather than waste time with pleasantries, he abruptly announced, "MyCalifornia. You can come too, but you will be with the other sub males in the crèche.’ He takes a card from his pocket and drops it at my feet, it has a number written on it.My fiancée is still admiring her gape in the mirror, posing this way and that and opening her labia to better see it, ‘Am I really special?’ she asks, ‘How many women have you gaped?’ He picks her up by the hand and tells her to be quiet. She succumbs and lets him lift her off her feet, wrapping her legs around him for support.He. Lori took her time with Lexie, alternating between light gentle touching and rough aggressive squeezing. She teased her with soft strokes from a feather over every inch of her body and then put clamps on her nipples while she assaulted her pussy with a large vibrating dildo. She lightly teased her swollen pink wetness with her tongue, and then probed her tight ass with demanding fingers. The contrast was about to send Lexie over the edge, when Lori stopped abruptly. “What? Why did you stop?”.