<span style="font-size: 26px">The process of his touch was degrading to her. She felt her self being checked out, including her face, arms and shoulders. When he touched her breasts, she couldn't help but to let out a squeak. She was deeply shy about that. Being touched there. The old man before had attempted to grab her breasts before, but he hesitated as if something bad was going to happen if he touched her. And now, she was being touched just to make sure she was still as valuable as she was bought. She didn't say anything when he said sorry, since she didn't know whether to answer him or not if she was going to be scolded at if she spoke. All she did was follow his directions and moved towards the carriage. She moved into the carriage quietly as she sat down, placing her hands in her lap as she looked down at their knees that were barely touching each other. She didn't know how to feel now during this awkward ride to the new home that she was destined to be in. Her silver eyes seemed to be focused on trying to avoid eye contact, just so that she wouldn't get hurt. <br/>
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When he spoke to her, she lifted her gaze to him, her eyes slightly wide. He asked for her name, so she knew she had to speak then, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf40ff">"Saki..."</span></span>