baddreem:My woodLife for a wild cauc wasn’t so bad. Sure, for those who had once known th
baddreem: My wood Life for a wild cauc wasn’t so bad. Sure, for those who had once known the comforts of civilization, like clothes, processed foods and indoor plumbing there was a lot to miss, even if you were an escaped slave. Take Molly here. She and her husband had both been taken and made into house slaves on a large and sprawling black owned plantation. For month’s they’d conspired in secret, planning their escape, finally making good on it only a few short days ago. Their main advantage was that the plantation was so big with so many slaves that they would hardly be missed until it was too late. Now, with the plantation far behind them, they were beginning the long struggle for survival in the wilderness. “Honey! Honey look! I think I’ve found lunch! There’s some kinda fruit up here, look!” But her husband wasn’t looking at the fruit, at least not the kind his wife was talking about. Looking up at his wife from this angle, he couldn’t help but think that their new lives in the wilderness wouldn’t have been so much better if his former mistress hadn’t decided that he’d service her better as a eunuch. -- source link
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