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BelleBlair examined herself and coughed, her cheeks coloring lightly.
“Do I look like a Slave?” She asked
“Perhaps I should change or…”
She was begining to fret over her looks- When she had actually been in the slave trade she found the -mostly male buyers- who came to see her disliked her skin tone- it had left a lasting impression.
“Do I look like a Slave?” She asked
“Perhaps I should change or…”
She was begining to fret over her looks- When she had actually been in the slave trade she found the -mostly male buyers- who came to see her disliked her skin tone- it had left a lasting impression.