<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=100456.msg4400237#msg4400237">Quote from: Leodran on 21-03-2011, 03:07:01</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Town Square-</strong> Alex<br/><br/>Alex licked his lips slightly as she was getting the food.  He'd barely eaten over the last few days, and even on a good day, a fresh hotdog would be a treat, and she was getting more for him.  He was a bit cautious as he took the food, not used to that kind of generosity.  He was used to flying under the radar, not interacting so closely with his owner.  Never the less, the food was delicious, and he took his time enjoying it, careful not to spill anything on his now clean clothes.  He was still trying to figure out Anice, and why she was so interested in him.<br/><br/>"A bed and breakfast?  Why would I be sent there?"  He sounded genuinely puzzled, but did seem to linger long on it.  "Thanks for the clothes, but... how did you do it?"  He enjoyed the rest of his meal, and noted how she seemed to stumble to find a word other than slave.  "How I got here?  I was bought from the last person who owned me.  It's happened to me before, although I've never been anywhere like this.  I think I've had six different owners over the course of my life.  I barely met most of them, they weren't really interested in my, just the work I could do.  Usually I just get sent in to do some work and fix things."<br/><br/>He had a thousand more questions, but he didn't want to step out of place and ruin things.  Anice seemed nice, and by the reaction of the captain back at the port, going with her would be better than ending up where he had been heading.  She was also a beautiful girl.  His eyes moved up a bit from his meal, not quite meeting hers. His cheeks coloured faintly from his thoughts, but he grabbed his drink and had some to hide it.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Anice rubbed behind her ear nervously and blushed slightly herself. She had never taken a slave before and had trouble convincing herself that her motives were altogether altruistic. His arms looked strong, he was built well, but the thing that fascinated her the most were his eyes and the way he had carried himself in the line of workers. The way he talked about being owned was positively shameful.<br/><br/>"I've never been to the 'Bed & Breakfast', but it's an awful place and I won't take you anywhere near there. I'm taking you to my father, he's far more favorable to me and if I can convince him he'll work on mother. You'd think in this day and age it would be impossible to force people to work, but I suppose it's a bit more common in the outside world than I thought."<br/><br/>Anice looked about and played with strands of her dark hair that shimmered under the wind and sun. She looked at him seriously with her pale violet eyes.<br/><br/>"Those clothes, do you like them? It's a power my family has. I've been helping the town people repair clothing since I came here so it is a bit of a hobby of mine. Well, we should go back to the manor as quickly as possible."<br/><br/>Anice went to jump up but fixed her shorts and sat back down as she saw Maria's Mercedes come from the beach houses and head north toward the outskirts of town. If that was Maria herself and Anice got caught with a slave destined for the brothel before she talked to father there would be no end to the price she might pay. Anice suddenly looked pale as if she was about to faint. But the vehicle appeared to continue on to the brothel and it was probably not close enough for its occupants to easily see her and Alex. Anice grabbed his hand as if it was urgent.<br/><br/>"We have to hurry or I won't be allowed to keep you!"<br/><br/>Anice and Alex to the Manor? ------------------->