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A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Chapter 67
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“Although my aim is better,” Master Evan said.

“Well, the conversation was to strength, not aim defending my point.

” I said bravely

Master Bane smirked and twirled a blade of grass in his fingers, “What aboutslave? How does Damien stack up against me?” fou don’t throw the ball enough forto tell,” I said desperately.

“I get the feeling you’d rather be knocking the other men down rather than fight over the balls.”

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The men consideredquietly for several moments. They seemed Lost in their thoughts as the sky slowly darkened over us.

I started when I saw Master Damien had moved and was motioning forto get up. Rising to my feet he bent and scooped up my kneeling place.

“You are correct, Ciara,” he murmured. “We are the perfect team.”

The next day at the Keepers, Christof cto feed me. We walked around outside and I plopped myself down in a clearing.

“What’s with your brother’s obsession aboutpicking the better player last night?” I groused. “I don’t Like being forced to pick between you all. It seems like it will just getin trouble with the others.”

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“You got their attention when you told Evan he had the best aim,”

Christof said settling beside me. “They didn’t know you could tell the difference between them.”

I sat and looked at Christof strangely.

“There are lots of differences between you all. How would they think I don’t notice the differences between them?” I asked.

Christof handedthe bowl of food and sat besidewith his hands folded over his knees.

“We are all Damien’s family,” he said simply taking a bite of food from the bowl.

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“You are five different men. Each of you is unique. Why would they think I can’t tell the difference between them?”

“We are a family, Ciara,” Christof said as though that should make the entire point.

“You are five individuals in a family,” I amended confused.

Christof chuckled and encouragedto eat.

“It is so curious tohow you see things,” he said brushing the hair away from my face. “To anyone else we are only Damien’s family, a single unit. I know my brothers and I know there are differences between them. No one else really notices them that way. We all play a part of the family. We are all Damien’s family.”

“It’s hard not to see you as five different men,” I pondered.

“They like you to see that. I like you to see that,” he smiled and ‘looked suddenly shy.