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connections.
    Connections Annie hoped would soon get her out of her Slave Doctor assignment and transferred to work at the Women ’ s Prison. She wanted to be at the prison’s clinic. She wanted to bring those prisoners’ babies into the world. Wanted to hold the wee ones in her arms and cuddle them. Especially since she ’ d never be allowed to have one of her own, unless she did something against the law and was actually sentenced to a baby.
    But even then she wouldn’t be able to keep the baby she produced. Laws strictly prohibited the mother and child to bond for longer than two months. That’s when mother and child were separated. If the mother’s sentence was completed, she was released from prison. Otherwise she stayed to continue her sentence and was impregnated immediately with her next child.
    A girl baby was placed with nurturers and eventually educators, who would choose an appropriate career the female would pursue. A male was placed with nurturers and then with slave trainers who taught the males to obey simple orders.
    Annie found herself wondering how a child conceived with Green Eyes might look like. Would a girl have the same brilliant green eyes? Would a male be as powerfully built?
    Memories of them together on his clinic bed flashed through her mind. Memories of her straddling his muscular hips. Gasping shamelessly as his massive rod speared deep into her cunt , filling her as she ’ d lowered herself onto him. Of his hot, wet mouth clamping tightly over her aching nipple.
    His groans had sounded so erotic as she ’ d undulated her hips against him. He’d brought such pleasure to her. She wanted to experience the fantastic desire again. Wanted to feel his hot sperm shoot into her womb.
    She ’ d kept their sheets. Put them on her bed. The aroma of their lovemaking had sifted out of the material and filled her nostrils during the nights he ’ d been in the Sperm Bank.
    Now she had him back. It had come at a high price. But he was here.
    And she was afraid to wake him. To take him, like she ’ d so brazenly taken him in the clinic.
    Annie bit her bottom lip and tiptoed to the chair beside his bed with every intention of simply watching him sleep.
    Unfortunately his colossal penis beckoned. Since he ’ d arrived this morning, she hadn ’ t been able to keep her hands off it. Perhaps it was because of his size. Or maybe because she knew how sore he would feel when he awoke.
    Annie dipped her fingers into the yellow salve lying on the night table and gingerly wrapped her fingers around his smooth, limp shaft. Using her other hand she sensuously rubbed the creamy salve up and down his inflamed rod. To her surprise, his cock thickened powerfully in her hands and lanced straight up from his belly.
    “Not that I’ m complaining, but we ’ ve got to stop meeting like this.”
    The amused sound of a masculine voice shocked her brain and she jerked around to find Green Eyes watching her.
    A split second later fear cleaved into her spine as she realized she hadn ’ t tied his hands or his feet to the bed.
    He must have noticed, because he suddenly sat bolt upright.
    He was free.
    Free slaves were dangerous.
    Annie struggled to inhale air into her lungs. Her gaze searched frantically for a weapon and she spied the bread knife lying on the table across the room.
    She was halfway out of the chair when his strong fingers clasped over her wrist like a handcuff. Memories of last year’s Slave Uprising rained down on her and a bad case of the shakes slammed into her full force.
    “Let go of me!”
    “Annie! It’ s okay!”
    He tried to wrap his arms around her waist. Panic welled up and broke free from her. She pushed against his chest with all her might until he fell backward. He groaned as his back smashed hard against the wall.
    Annie leapt from the chair and ran for the knife.
    She didn ’ t make it far. He caught her arm and tugged hard. She couldn ’ t believe his strength as she found herself