What do you have?” One thing that had always irritated me was Faith’s accent. I didn’t have one, but she did, as well as our sister, Alyssa, and... our mother. I thought it was a southern accent. I don’t know how many times they corrected me, claiming it was southern belle.I looked in the fridge. Katrina was really good at keeping our place stocked with food, and she didn’t skimp when it came to a variety of drinks. “Water, tea, orange juice, Vodka mixers, the usual...”Faith studied my face. “Was. I asked her if she had ever had a black man and she said "oh god no". I told her I knew she was going to enjoy this, then. I sat her up on the edge of the lavatory and spread her legs and told her I knew she was going to want to see this going in her. I got between her white thighs and took the head of it and rubbed it up and down her slit. She shuddered and said oh god it has been so long don't tease me and I pushed the head up in her. She was looking down and moaned "oh god" when I entered. Al took the milk into the manager's house."I saw you take that kid with you. What did you do?" Gail really did not want to know. She was aware Al had fondled a few of the young girls in the complex. However, she did not wish to pursue the matter too far unless she was forced to. It was far easier to ignore matters and pretend."Oh hell, I just felt her up al little. Don't worry." He smiled at her and went in to shower before he went to bed.She sat up a while longer and watched television. Her. We need to speak with her, Clartias. We need to give her a chance before we move forward.”Father brought his hand down on his knee and stood up. “Your mother is right, Leveria. We need to speak with Yavara before we act. I cannot -I will not- believe that Yavara means her people harm.”But we’re not her people, Father, and deep down, you know that. I thought, Alkandi was cunning a thousand years ago, and it seems she hasn’t lost her edge. She’s already spun a rescue mission into an.