”“I’m in need of a driver. You may sometimes be able to stay out at our farm with your family but will also need to stay in the city to drive. W...ould you be okay with that?”“I will do as you wish, Sir. My mother has told me about what happened and what our new role in life will be.”“Don’t speak to anyone and only speak German to your family. Many people don’t want a slave that doesn’t speak their language. Do you understand?”“Yes Sir. Thank you, Sir.”He was introduced to Kay and her son. "I bought it remember," she smiled as I got on the passenger side.Gary slammed the door to the house. "I will miss that truck," I said as Hope looked up at the house.One of the top windows opened, and clothes started flying out. "I will miss some of my clothes," Hope laughed as she saw Desiree flinging clothes out of the window.We both laughed as she drove out of the driveway. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"Welcome home," Hope said as we got into our new house.Already there had been calls. The kitchen seems to be empty except for a few unpacked boxes and the red cap of the truck driver, she moves to the living room window. The older woman is sitting in a large arm chair drinking a glass of what looks like thick red wine. Older is inappropriate because old, she is not. In her late thirties, maybe early forties, and extremely beautiful, she is definitely older than the other one, the one who looked back when she was spying on them from her bedroom. Gabriela shivers at that thought.. Kat fucked her best friend, pushing in with her tongue while pulling her fingers out, then pushing her fingers back in and pulling her tongue out. It went on for several moments until Kat felt Red quaking in an orgasm.Kat still didn’t let up. If she thought about it, she might never get such a chance again. Red wasn’t homophobic, but she was straight. But she didn’t pause to think. She tasted her best friend deeply, the tart pussy was delicious, her little asshole squeezed against her tongue.