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Crystals slave grading adventure part 7

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Crystals slave grading adventure part 7

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The following Monday morning.

Misty was driving Crystal in to town. To hopefully get this slave grading thing done, and get it behind her.

“ I do really appreciate you taking time to go with me. “
Crystal says as Misty drives along the country road.

She rounded the next curve. And sees blue lights, from the grill of an on coming police car.

“ Shit! It’s the law! “
Misty goes to putting the brakes on. Shifting down, while looking down at her speedometer.

As they pass one another, Crystal looks out the back window.

“ He’s got brake lights on!…He’s looking for a place to turn around! “

Misty stomps the accelerator. And takes off.

Her Nova screams as she winds through the gears.

“ What the Hell are you doing?…Your gonna get us killed? “
Crystal yells out. As she quickly reached and buckled her seatbelt.

“ I’m not ready to die Misty!…What if I need my slave grade to get into heaven? You think St. Peter would send me back? “

Misty was ignoring Crystal. With clench teeth. She grips the steering wheel. While navigating the wooded county road.

In the distance she spots the New Horizon funeral home. And flys off the road skids to a stop, behind the funeral home.

In hot pursuit the police car passed.

“ Whooo! That was close! “
Misty says with a sigh.

She lights herself a smoke and idles back out onto the road.

A few minutes later, they were in town. On the four lane, at a red light.

Suddenly she hears a big V-8 revving up.

She glanced over. And spotted the police car she just out ran.

It was a gray Dodge. It had the Mississippi state shield on the door. And along the front fender it said.

State Slave Trooper.

It also had an emblem of a naked slave girl hog tied, with gag in her mouth.

Behind the wheel was a young blonde guy.
He had that kind of young Dirk Benedict look going for him. With his tan uniform, boots. And of course his slave blaster, strapped to his hip.

The slave troopers. Are usually younger men between the ages of 24 and 35. The patrol the highways. Looking for fugitive slaves, who’s trying to pass themselves off as free women.

It’s required that former slaves. Cary an identity card that proves there status. As being freed.
In a way it’s just like a felon who has to register and keep a felon card on him at all times.
That’s another one of those Alabama things. If they don’t have laws like that in your state.

Ain’t nothing like driving down the highway. And seeing a slave trooper. With a mini van pulled over.

And he has hot soccer mom out of the van. And she’s all stripped down. So he can check her SIN #. Along with any brands or any other tell tell marks. That can identify her as a fugitive slave.

She’ll usually get bound, gagged and put in the backseat.
While all the little ones are all crying, cause they can’t get to there soccer game.

Little Jimmy then finds out that mommy is a runaway slave.

That ought to be an interesting conversation around the dinner table, later with daddy of course.

The trooper revved that motor again.

Misty looks over at him.

“ He’s hot! I’d let him check me for bar codes anytime! “
She says reviving up her motor.

“ Don’t do it!…Dumb ass! Your gonna get us both in a slave kennel! “
Crystal yells at Misty.

“ I just want to get graded? I don’t want to go all the way with this shit!
Maybe I should have just drove myself?”
Crystal says to herself.

The light turned green.

The trooper speeds away.

Misty looks at Crystal.

“ I could have beat him! You happy now?”
Misty frowns at Crystal. As she drives down a few more blocks. And turned into the Department of Agriculture parking lot.
Misty parks and looks at Crystal.

Crystal was looking hot in a red dress and matching heels today.

“ I don’t know what your so dressed up for? You thinking if you dress sexy enough? You won’t have to take nothing off? “

“ It’s worth a shot!…Ain’t it? “

Misty busts out laughing.

“ So I take it, your not gonna just strip off everything? And walk in like a real slave would do? “

“ Hell No! You think I’m crazy? “

They get out together. And walk up towards the building.

Misty’s heart skips a beat. When she again spots that good looking slave trooper again.

“ Good morning ladies. “

“ Good morning sir. “
They both say together.

“ You didn’t want to race me? A while ago? “

Misty just shakes her head from side to side.

“ What about before that? You took off like a bat out of Hell? “

“ Who?…Me? “
Misty says putting her hand over her heart.

“ Yeah you! I was just gonna pull you over to see what you got under the hood? “

“ Oh really? “
Misty says with a hint of excitement in her voice.

“ Yeah I wasn’t on duty yet anyway. “

“ I got a 396. With dual Holley 750 double pumpers. And a Muncie four speed. “
She says with a big smile.

“ That thing will run? Won’t it? “

“ It runs like a scalded dog! It does 8’s at the strip! “

“ What brings you ladies to the agriculture office? “

“ Crystal here is gonna get her slave grade. “

“ What about you? You been graded yet? “

“ No sir. I figure I’m just gonna be select anyway. So why bother? “

“ Turn around for me. Let me look at you.”

Misty turned around. Showing him her big ass. In her Daisy Dukes. He looks down her legs and bare feet.
And as she turns on around. He stares hard at her big tits.

“ I could see you grading Choice minus.”

“ Are you serious? “

Misty lifted up her shirt. Showing him her chubby belly.

“ Yeah! Let me see some more! “

Standing right there in the lobby of the agriculture office.
Misty just strips down. So the trooper and everyone else could see her body.

“ I got a body like a troll! I’m short and fat! How does that grade Choice minus?”

“ I think your pretty damn hot! “

He says giving Misty’s tits a squeeze.

Notice that Crystal is an absolute 10. And he doesn’t even pay her any attention.

Misty reached over and felt his mighty bulge.

“ Mind if I suck your dick? “

“ By all means. “
He said watching as Misty dropped to her knees.
She quickly unfastened and unzipped his pants. And took his big cock right down her throat.

Crystal shakes her head in disbelief.

“ I can’t believe she’s doing that right here? In front of everyone? “

Crystal looks at her watch. Then into the glass doors. That leads into the Live stock and slave office.
She sees people already there sitting.
She sighs and taps her foot. Trying to hurry Misty up.

Crystal was hoping she’d be first. Since it’s always first come and first serve. Or walk up, and take a number and wait.
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