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This morning she was thinking of another way she could escape and now she had actual help to make it out. Mills brought her through a back door to the normal slave quarters. Usually, the slave for the house would have a room of her own but Murph didn't do that with Morgan. He didn't even porn give her the option. The room was spacious and clean, much better than the room she had down at the Cabins. AJ would have never even been allowed into this house with how low her station was. Because she busty was a repeat runner she had lost almost all privileges and slept in an uncomfortable twin size bed. She looked around at the wood furniture, the beautiful queen bed with soft linen. Slaves were usually rewarded for good behavior, the better you acted the better your station was. The only exception to this was for branded slaves. They could do whatever their Master allowed, no matter how they behaved. "Get dressed," Mills ordered, directing her to a dresser. big She put on a pale lavender asian dress, feeling how it hung loosely from her small body. She was not nearly as voluptuous as other slaves, let alone Morgan. This helped and hurt her in different ways; most soldiers never bothered with her while others specifically sought her out. It was worse when she first came, with her long blonde hair and youthful face she was a favorite among many. After a few weeks of running and being brought back, she realized the best way to combat them was to make herself less attractive. It didn't completely stop them but it helped, eating less also interrupted her period making it difficult for her to conceive. Seeing how beautiful and strong Morgan was though made AJ want to go back to her natural hair. She didn't know it was possible to be both in this horrible world. Mill's phone beeped with an incoming text. 'She's ready.' Patty flew the drone over the North Quadrant looking for the drop point. The care package was small but invaluable. It would be near impossible to get another implant gun for Morgan and needles were out of the question. Patty saw the small yellow tag on the dead tree trunk that was their designated drop point. She carefully brought the drone down, unlatching the small brown box when tits she was directly over the tree. It fell into the trunk, hidden from view and undetectable. Patty checked her watch, it was 17:47 hours. Morgan was running late, which was no surprise for her. Bringing the drone back up, she directed it over the area to see if she could spot her. Patty didn't see Morgan but she did see a handful of soldiers huddled in a small group nearby. Patty couldn't stay in the area, she risked tipping them off to the drop point mature with the drones presence. Patty was hopeful the soldiers were just there in passing, moving through on a routine scout. Saying a silent prayer, she flew the drone back to base. Morgan and AJ walked through the forest behind Joe's house enjoying the beautiful scenery. With it being summer in the South, the sun hung low in the sky well into the evening. Mills begrudgingly gave them about 20 feet of space as they walked, their quiet conversation out of his earshot. The best thing you can do now is work hard to get them in a position to where they can make their dreams come true. Out spilled her breasts and Adams hands took up the massaging again. So, I ducked down just as he was bringing his arm back with a long sweep of asian his arm. At the time my balls helped me fill out my speedo and made me look like I was hung like a horse in a nice busty pair of footy shorts. Karen begged. I had terrible dreams that night. I reached around her and held her, my hands going down to her cute boyish hips and I squeezed her Butt cheeks. 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