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The next morning at breakfast I told Araway, that I would like to stay at home rather than accompany him. He laughed and ask if my nipples were still sore, and I had to admit they were still sore. He told me that was what I deserved for teasing Kwaku, knowing that he was gay.
I spent the day helping Orsty around the house, and with some work in the garden. We pulled weeds, and did some loosening of the ground, then picked vegetables for our meals that day.
I had worked outside without my shirt wanting to get some sun. When we came in Orsty told me I could keep my shirt off, that he wouldn’t say anything Araway. So I ate my lunch at the table without my shirt. Orsty ask me how I scratched my back, said that I had a couple of healing scratches. I told him I had no idea, that I didn’t remember getting scratched.
When I looked in a mirror, I realized the whip markings were still visible. Hoping a tan will help cover any further whip marks on my body. That’s when I realized I was really contemplating getting with Kwaku again.
When I heard Araway pull up, I ran and put on a shirt. He ask us how things had gone that day, and what we had been doing. He then told me Kwaku seemed upset that I had decided to stay at home. He told me he thought Kwaku might be obsessed with having me around.
We got cleaned up for our supper, and sat around the table eating and talking. Most of the conversation was about Araway’s day at the mine. There had been some trouble with a couple of the slaves, who seemed to be jealous over another slave. They had to keep them separated all day, and they will be kept in separate areas at night.
I wondered if the tall well built slave with the great ass was involved. I think Araway knew what I was thinking, because he mentioned that the slave at the center was a short stocky man.
I was glad to hear my friend wasn’t involved, because I was becoming friends with the great looking slave. I would take time each day at the mine, to chat with him on breaks. I’m drawn to him even though I’m not into anal either way, and everyone is envious of his ass.
After our meal, we sat around and talked about other things that we had been doing during the day. I finally said I needed to go take a shower, after working in the garden, and get some sleep. Araway said he was just about to say the same thing, so we all headed for our rooms.