When the caravan made it way into the center of the town, the slave traders were started to get worried to see nobody out in the streets till it was too late as the machine gun fire ripped into their bodies from the limestone roof tops and corners. The fire fight lasted a couple of minutes, which every single slaver was dead or wounded to be shot to death.
Sharon’s uncle went to the two wagons to see at least a dozen females in chains and abused, till he found his bald hairless niece who now looks more black African then a white-European.
"Uncle Mo, thank goodness, you save me from these animals" Sharon mumbles out from her toothless swollen mouth "they made into a freak, I'm lactating chocolate milk nonstop"
Mo took out his metal drinking cup and took one of Sharon breast to stick the nipple into the cup to fill it up and tasted it "not bad at all, a little twist here, breast milk in chocolate . . . you know we can sell this, yeah what not!"
"Uncle Mo, will you stop thinking of money and give me a hug" Sharon cries out hugging him for getting her out of these ordeals alive.
Months later back in the states, Sharon manages to grow her blond hair back as her burnt black complexion was slowly getting lighter, she now has an olive tanned skin tone and new teeth for her new job adventure with her uncle of selling the chocolate breast milk at a $1,000 gallon, because it had a powerful natural aphrodisiac mix into it, that really works.
Wed Dec 16 20:25:25 2009