A Summer Camp to Remember
I was his unwilling slave from now on, if he desired it. wrapping up my food, i haphazardly stuck it into the coals and turned away, suddenly desperate to get away from him. what had i done? my life was over.
The Demon's Lair
"or unwilling slave." i said, at last able to move. "shana, this was wrong. i don't know what he is, but he's sentient, and enslaving him is just plain wrong. he didn't ask for this, nor would he wish it to happen.