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Tiffany laughed lightly, âOkay good, I appreciate that.â she added. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his hands in her hair. As much as she felt like she needed this, she knew Kalani needed it more. So once her hair was rinsed clean she swapped places with him and started to wash his hair, being very careful of his injury. âLet me know if it hurts.â she said as she gently looked at his head and rinse any blood from his injury. Once it looked clean, she gently began to work shampoo into his hair. âHow have people been lately in the cells? Do people seemâŚas alright as they can be? I should do more rentals.â she mused, worried about the other slaves too.
It was moments like this that he complete forgot that he was a prisoner on this island. That he was at the mercy of others, and sent here as a punishment. When he was with Tiffany, it felt like anything but some sort of negative consequence. Even if Kalani did feel pain, he wouldnât have voiced it, or expressed it. âIt is fine down there. No different than how it has been. The new students, they donât know how to keep a low profile, it takes them a while. Some I think donât even care,â he said, shrugging his large, broad shoulders. âI think you do rentals enough. You need to think of yourself, too. You know that, right?â he asked her, sincerely. If she didnât take care of herself, she would be of no use to anyone else.















