He bent forward and hugged me. He sat down across from us and said, “Which of you will be speaking?”Jam said, “Jar will speak but I will stand b...y her proudly. We’re working on what she will say together.”King Marcus nodded. “That will be good. Roger, have you prepared your remarks?”“Yes, father. My intention is to be short. Jar and Jam will be the primary speakers on behalf of the family.” The King nodded. Mentally, I cringed.Breakfast was served and we all ate. Jam and I managed a blessing. I knew that he was aroused, because I felt his big cock lump pressed into my belly.I avoided his kiss and looked around to notice the bartender and several other patrons, who knew Ben and me, watching us disapprovingly, as that horny married man tried to seduce me right there on the dance floor. I’ll admit to being comfortable in his arms and loved the feeling of his big cock against me but knew that he was being way too obvious.At the end of the first song, I pushed him back, and said, “I can. Her breasts are more than ample yet not too big. She has the body of a fertility god. She is beaten less often than the other untrained slaves on account of her timidness and the fact that the master does not want anyone to scar her smooth skin.It is good practice to keep slaves well fed so that they will attract higher bids at the market but Epona’s slave master would rather keep costs down than waste good money on savages. Some of the slaves haven’t eaten in two days. The slaves are only fed. It soon became apparent the two teams were not in the same class. Even Aeron had to hide his head in shame.The four girls were sitting on the grass, watching the four men struggle to the finish line. Carther was amazed. They were barely even breathing hard. He had to admit they were magnificent to watch. They had skipped over the obstacle course as if they ran it every day as a warm-up exercise.“Hey Parker, how long is it going to take for us to get used to this heavier gravity? My timing.