What's A Justin

“I’m not here for me, Yong. I don’t know if rumors have circulated yet, but I bought a slave and he needs clothes.”

The man’s eyes narrowed. “There are stores for—”

“Considering his status as my first slave, I decided that he should only have the very best. I can’t have him running around looking like an uncivilized foreigner.”

“This is completely unprecedented.”

“Yes, I realize that. But I’m sure you can find a way to compensate the inconvenience.”

“Of course, Might Ken.” And Ken was certain there’d be a hefty “service charge” on this final bill. “We’d be happy to supply you with everything he needs.”

“Thank you, Yong. He needs everything, all the way down to socks and underwear.”

He called over a couple of other associates.

“Hero, stand up,” Ken said, voice shaking when he said ‘Hero’. Meer stood immediately. One of the others took Meer’s measurements and Yong shouted at the other one to start taking clothes to the dressing room.

Ken and Meer locked eyes. Meer had that look again, t