Normally, I would call upon her once a week for my needs to be met, but now that my favorite house slave was sold off three days ago, I have been calling on her daily, always in the morning after breakfast. Xxx vedio “Good morning, Ray. She is staring straight ahead into the crowded square accepting her future. This morning is no different, in fact it is one of the most important for it is very bad to head to the slave market with a load built up…it can be very difficult to think with the right head when trying to drive a bargain with the slave traders. None there are worthy of the Hopkins plantation. Flicking the last few drops from my tip, I pull my pants up and admire my painting while putting on my belt. Her arms stay limply at her sides as the bidding starts. Looking to the north, the long line of field slaves can be seen heading out to work in the cane fields. Any remaining clothing is removed briskly and the auction starts. Looking out the bedroom window at the sun, as it begins its daily peak over the eastern most hill of the plantation, I gather my will and toss the covers off and heavily flop my feet to the cold floor. Her eyes are staring at nothing, maybe a spot on the stage at her feet.
