“Karis, you are upsetting our Rose with your questions,” one of the men at the table said as he stroked Rose’s head.

Rose looked at the man that spoke gratefully, but she didn’t say anything. There was fair amount of grumbling, but the man stopped asking me questions and just fed me.

After dinner the men played a game I had never seen in their sitting area. It Looked a bit like chess.

Rose sat quietly by them and sewed. Occasionally, she looked up and commented on the game. I was fascinated by her sewing. I had never seen anyone do the intricate stitching she did.

“It is for my Masters,” she said smiling toward them when I asked her what she was doing.

“I would like to Learn to do that,” I told her softly.

“If you pricked

stroking the faint scar that I still wore on my

coupling was not to get any

gotten so many injuries

else would want to beat me up. A bruise would

my musing when Rose stood up. Curiously I watched her walk across the dwelling into a dark

didn’t resist as he pulled me into their bedroom. Everyone else

scooted it outside the bedroom, but quickly lost that idea. Of course, they would notice. I stayed quietly where

watch. It would be impolite to watch Rose have sex with her owners, even if they

Angela’s Library

for us, Rose?” a male

and I glanced up. A man was standing behind Rose rolling her nipples between his thick fingers. It was the man in front speaking and this time he demanded

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