(Melissa's POV)
I woke up the next morning to see my clothing laid out. It was a soft green working dress and a apron. I began to get dress when I heard a knock on the door. I quickly turned around to see Master Alex. "Do you need some help tying the back?" "Yes, Master Alex. Thank you". He began to tie the strings on the back. My breathing increased as his hand made contact with my bare back, I winced as he came in contact with my bruises. "Here I treat my workers very well". "Workers? You mean slaves correct master?". "Yes, but I hate refuring to you all as slaves". "Well that's what we are, taken away from our families, to do your work." It was a pause; I could feel the tension between us. His handd were at my waist and he was turning me around to face him. "Your right. You were bought here to do my work and I'm sorry for that. But it's the way things are. So what am I to do?" He finished talking, and his hand were caressing my face and I gently bought my hand to his. I was lost in his eyes and had this overwhelming feeling. I could see the sparkle that was in him, but the way he looked at me, I could tell that he felt the way I did.
He slowly began to leave. I turned to put my shoes on. I've know my master for two days but I had this feeling in my heart when ever he looked at me.
I began to make my way down the big hall way that had brown walls and paintings of him and a women that began to suspect was masters wife. "Melissa darling, this way". I followed Sally as she showed me to the kitchen. "Listen here, we have very important guest coming tonight and everything must be done properly. Now I need you peel and cut these potatos while I get started on the roast."
(Master Alex POV)
"Well, father I don't know how I feel about owning a platation. Give me awhile to think." "Ok, son but it could be very beneficial to you". My father began to ramble on about politics as we walked by the house. I happened to look up and see Melissa. She was laughing, at something Sally had did or said. I couldn't stop staring at her beautiful skin, the way it shined in the light. Her lips were nice and full. I began to think of the things I could possibly do to her. The way her skin felt when I washed her back made me wanna climb in behind her and make love to her right then and there. "Son? Do you agree? Running for president eventually is a good idead?" "Yes father".
