Stevenson?" Most of my life. My mother belonged to the late Mr. Stevenson." So he had been into this stuff too", she thought."She didn't...I mean, bef...ore you were legal no one..."Before she could form the question aloud, Cassandra started to giggle."No, no one tried to do anything to me before I was eighteen. I was just a maid before then, nothing more. Ma'am even hired tutors for me so I would have a good education and could better serve her." This is all very weird. I had no idea Mrs. S was. The wife and sister of Lord Kurtis. The demigoddess daughter of Las, God of Lust.The slave owner, earring a turban, bowed. The point of his gray beard was oiled. He rubbed his hands together, the heavy rings he wore clinked as he did that. “Great Lady, it is an honor to have your patronage.”I nodded. “Lead on.”“Of course, of course.” He bowed and marched forward. He grabbed a slave girl, her skin so ebony, it was nearly black. He said something to the girl, wearing pantaloons and a vest that. ” Sarah winked at me as she lifted her shirt back up over breasts leaving it there this time. Anyone who could see in the car would have been able to see. Oh man I was getting hard again. Neil began talking about his gym buddies again, but to be honest I was just hearing wah-wah-wah like the teacher on the old Charlie Brown cartoons. Meanwhile Sarah was slowly pulling the top of her skirt up until I could clearly see her pussy. She kept eye contact with me as she sucked a finger into her mouth. She came to me and gave me a hug and a kiss and I know I tasted cum when she slipped her tongue in my mouth."I'm so glad you are home" she said, "I've been hot and horny all day. Come on, I'll race you to bed."I was not really in the mood to make love just then, not after seeing what I had just seen, but I was curious to see if I could tell if she had been fucked. She was pretty wet, but no less tight than she usually was so I really couldn't tell for sure but I was betting that the wetness.