You see, slavery is evil. No race has any right to put another in chains. And they didn't treat you well at all. The food was bad, the living quarters... were small and cramped, they healed your wounds or illness because you were valuable to them. Valuable because they never gave you any wages. Not only that but they never kept your small cabins warm or dry, did they? These are the people you serve today. The same ones who did this to you. They call us the devils, you had better reevaluate. Fumbling slightly, Jane did her best to do as Lacey said. She massaged the globes of grapefruit, making sure to continue to brush her fingers over the nipples as Lacey squirmed. Jane could feel her jeans dampening from Lacey’s juices as her own pussy coated her simple cotton panties. Jane continued to run her hands over Lacey, touching her quivering stomach, her tense muscles of her back, her silken thighs before gaining courage and putting her hand against Lacey’s wet petals. The heat of her. ”“There’s only one girl who really qualifies, then. That’s who you’re suggesting, isn’t it?”“No, there are two. Elyse is one, obviously. But there’s another one. One who would be even better for you.”I thought for a moment.“Anala,” I said.“Exactly. Ask her. Explain why and tell her about this conversation. Then, if she says ‘no’, I’ll talk to her.”“She won’t. If I ask her to do it, she will. You know that.”“You really have a lot to learn, Steve! Before you ask her, tell her that she’s free.. We did not speak. We did not write to each other. We had not seen each other since our high school graduation. Until tonight, one year later. All of a sudden, the restaurant is empty. It is only me, and it is only him. A thick counter stands between us. This does not stop me from crawling over to him. I am standing in front of him, there is nothing in between us. We look into each others’ eyes for about a minute, not knowing what to do, or what to say. I do what my primal instincts tell me to.