Love Beneath The Oak

y. Cindy wouldn't stop snoring and Lyla has taken the cover all to herself. I looked around and I found the girls, both old and young ones sleepi

farm, except during festivals that we have visitors in the compound. And When I think about those girls that tried to flee, a cold sh

ally during cold nights like now. Female slaves were fond of sneaking down to the males for pleasure. But that was not wher

ched by the "senior slaves". But never call them that-those vengeful creatures, they hate to be categorised with us but that wouldn't change the fact that they are also slaves but only fav

nd. This was because of people's awe concerning my hair colour and texture. They said it feels as if I have always cared for my hair but how could I wh

wondering why she would call for me when we no longer have any business together. However, I could only heed her cal

believe we are dirty and stinky and couldn't stand our presence. I couldn't ask her why she had sent me such but I never asked her. I knew it would make her feel good

might be that once in my lifetime that I would enter his room. My eyes sought a big frame hung high from the wall. In it is a family picture of the three brothers. Another one was of their farmland and th

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ectly my ears. Striken with fear, I twirled around only to bump rig

but cool. I wondered how long he has been standing watching my stupidity. I was a bit gl

it and nothing to loose. His eyes was cold with the usual defiant in it. I actually knew, that I could get lost in those magnetic blues. Shaking my head, I took a st

_my lord, please

ve me", I cried but he suddenly

e asked, the earlier mirth back in his

step backwards while he moves closer to me. Before I knew it, he stretched his