You must take care of it, keep it very clean andensure that no nasty hairs grow. Girls like us don't like all that hair,do we? And we need to keep cle...an inside and out. Yes, you're very cleanthere, aren't you?" Dee slid his finger into my rear, causing me to jumpa little and loudly gasp. "Oh, you like that, don't you, Michelle? Hmm,you're a little sore there, why's that? I'll have to ask Aunty Jeri hisopinion. You might need a medical examination just to make sure." Deecontinued to push his. I was destined to live out my days in cheap bars and rundown apartments, scratching for money and lacking respect. But she saw something in me, something that no-one else had seen before. She took me into her house, offered me shelter, offered me a job, offered me a place in the world.At first, I pushed her away, I resisted her attempts to mould me into the girl that she wanted. And, when I did, she wouldn't respond with anger, simply disappointment. There were no punishments in those early. He walked to the barn and was about to go pet Patches, his daughters horse, when a noise stopped him. He peered through the dark interior, and heard murmuring. Curious, he walked softly to where the noise was coming from, and saw Tracy, and Adam inside. They were locked in an embrace, and Tracy was talking low in Adams ear.Frowning, he retreated thinking, this was good for Adam. He had been hurt terribly by the death of his parents and sister. Tracy obviously had taken it into her head to help. "I made quite a scene, very loud. He hit me, my husband struck me, and then he left with those men. He cursed and said he would be back and I would be sorry." When was this?" I asked."Three days ago. It was Saturday," she said.I refilled her glass as well as my own."How many people do you have here?"She shook her head. "Some have run off. My cook is still here, one of the maids, you saw her, and an old man, a slave that was my father's overseer. He's at least seventy." No fieldhands?"She shook.