laughing.....oksssss will see whats i can do.....

Has joke..

Your banner skill in demand..

gives a scratch of two to the naked skin of her body, she feels the Camp collar as her fingers shuffled thru her long raven hair strands knowing her fingers would ease out the mess it must be, as she walked to the slave wagon to wash the day's dirt from her face, her bare ass did catch a few of the outriders slaps, she knew it was not only dirty with ground dust but now pink with hand prints

walks out the door girl in hand

smiles and slides across the seat as He rises
readying to depart

tosses a hundred on the table. then another for the wet streak i
left across the bench seat.

No big message just wanted ya to see

oksss got it....laughing

is around

oksss hanag om

Read back its today

gets a cell and looks and smiles.. downs His rye. think its time to leave babygirl

Im not sure long day

no...I didn't

not yet....but rained most of the day...then sun came out an made it really hot and humid

She seems happy

Ya see boes message?

hows Jilly

Having exhausted herself from the knee thumping, the woman had stopped even talking to herself, her mind going a thousand passangs in all directions trying to figure a way out of this prison. When the sound of footsteps approached, she was almost dozing, coming to alertness with the bright light suddenly jarring, blinking as she could not shade her eyes only turn slightly and gaze up seeing HIM

Sweaty, half naked and that hair which she was sure had baked his brain

Capture scent, she knew it, the stuff nearly kills her and even now the taste lingered somewhere. Staring up, her eyes spitting fury, lips forming a hard line, she would stare at him, looming over her, larger than life and all proud of himself. She could sense it. The words came in a calm laced with a note of disdain, and she could barely breathe. The fury was so great, trying to move to pull her body up, managing to twist just enough to twist the light cloak about as it, too, became bindings just like those around her arms and ankles. Through gritted teeth, she would ask

REDWOLF, Get me out of this box
Please
The last word spoken was a little softer as her bladder was truly pleading.

Thought maybe storms by ya