"Yo Daniel! look at this one. It's a girl."

"I know it's a girl you idiot! She's master's prize." I felt myself internally tense.

"Damn. Ain't he a lucky son of a bitch."

"Shhh! They'll hear you."

"No they won't. I'm sure master wouldn't mind me having a little piece."

"Just like you had a little piece of ...