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Accidental African Slave. Part 69

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We arrived home later that evening, and Orsty and I quickly got cleaned up for our evening meal. I helped Orsty prepare the meal, and we sat down with Araway to eat. He was curious how our trip had gone, and wanted to hear about what we had enjoyed. Orsty and I had to make up somethings and change my observations from participant to observer. He seem interested, but let us know that he wasn’t into watching naked men wrestle. He let us know, he thought it was degrading even for a slave to be exhibited that way. Orsty and I both had to avoid looking at one another, in order not to laugh.
After the meal and after Araway had gone to his office, Orsty and I cleaned up the kitchen. We both had a big laugh, and every time he looked my way, we would both breakout laughing. Araway came back to see what was so funny, said he couldn’t concentrate with all the laughter. We told him we were just remembering and discussing some of the funny things we had witnessed. Araway got something to drink, and returned to his office, and I heard the door close.
Orsty and I then went to our rooms to get ready for bed. After taking my shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist, and joined Orsty on the back porch. Orsty reach over and jerked my towel off, said he wanted to see his slave exhibited and degraded. I struck up all kinds of muscular poses, and Orsty laughed saying Araway should see me now. Orsty threw the towel at me, said I had better put it back on before Araway saw me.
Sure enough Araway showed up, and told us it was time we were in bed. We all said goodnight and headed for bed.
The next morning I couldn’t wait to tell Kwaku all about my wrestling the day before. I helped Orsty prepare breakfast, and after eating we cleaned up. Then it was off to the mine for Araway and myself.
When we arrived I hurried to the mining pit, stripped and reported to the overseer. I was given my assignment and tools to use that day, then shown where I was to work. I had a hard time keeping focused on my work, thinking about what I was going to tell Kwaku.
When lunchtime came I hurried to the eating shelter, got my food, and then found Kwaku. We got over to the side, away from the others, and I was able to tell Kwaku I had won again. I told him I would fill in more of the details when we got together later for my training session.

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