“I was going to ‘test’ these with Jo on Saturday night,” Henry grinned. “Maybe you should help with the research.” He then turned serious.... “I really doubt if they will prove to be an answer to your problems, but I know what’s in them and I don’t think they can hurt.” “How much do I owe you?” I asked. “Take them, my friend. They’re on the house. You can tell me all about it when you and Leah return from the orgy.” He gave me three of the capsules, and I headed home. The one thing I learned. I had seen the huddled masses of the female slaves in the marketplace and felt a great degree of pity for their plight but it was not our proper place to interfere in the ordinary conduct of commercial trade without justification.I found several young women of fair skin banded together in the midst of the captured Islamic women all dressed in the dreary black robes of shapeless concealment. They were also dressed in like manner but their very stance and sparkling eyes gave them away as being of. But Sharon thought the best offers he had, were his rugged good looks and his wonderfully, big cock. That alone, was enough, as far as she was concerned.She smiled, as she thought of him falling through the door at the motel. He had looked like a schoolboy that had been caught jacking off. She recalled his sheepish expression when he had finally stood up, trying to hide the wetness soaking through his blue jeans.She had laughed….The bedspread had slid down to her waist, her flawless, perky tits. The hot water continues to flood over me. An image of her gorgeous ass causes an involuntary quickening. Back and forth. I lean back against the wall and for a moment my eyes half open. My heart almost stops and I freeze. She is standing in the doorway. Her long dark mane is tousled, half over her face and a strand is in her mouth. She is biting her lip, her firm tits heaving. I feel embarrassed. Horrified to have been caught I am a teenager again, suddenly ashamed; but in the same instant I.