I made sure I had the clothes that Mistress picked out for me along with a box of tampons. I knew I would need them today, but I didn't want to change...them out the way Mistress had told me.Mom and dad were up when I got to the kitchen, mom was fixing breakfast. I helped finish it up and then we all ate breakfast together. I liked having meals with them. It gave us a chance to talk and see what we all were doing for the day. The bad part is, I had to lie to them so much. I could never let them. You lick your fingers clean and think about getting dressed, your bra is soaking wet from the stream and your knickers are god knows where by now. You put your bra in your bag and slip your top back on and pull your skirt on too. You look in the stream for your knickers but they are no where to be seen. You’re secretly quite glad, you like the idea of having to spend the rest of the day walking round in a short skirt and strappy top with nothing underneath. You sit back on the grass and put a. So one night I was doing laundry late in our basement, which was right across the hall from my apartment. Since it was late I just walked out in my boxers and tank top to do laundary. I was startled to see Tom sitting watching a video while doing his laundry (it was 3am)."Don't worry I'll be done with the wash in a second."So I ended up throwing my basket down and sitting next to him, something I really didn't want to do be doing but I didn't want to make things awkward. And yet they were. ”“So perhaps there’s some wisdom in the teaching of the Scriptures and the Church?”I smiled, “Perhaps.”“So can we go back to my original question about how you decide what is right and wrong?”“Sure. I choose the course of action, or the belief, that does the minimal amount of harm, interferes the least in other people’s lives, respects their rights, and provides them with the maximum freedom. I strive to be happy and make others happy. I suppose a shortcut is to say that I try to love everyone.