It was a genuine, friendly smile and he was delighted. "Do you want some cereal first or shall I cook your egg now?" Now please." Two minutes. The cof...ee's just made." Thanks, Becca. You're very organised this morning." Well, the alarm clock worked. Crikey, it doesn't half have a loud click and the alarm probably set the fire brigade off. I'm beginning to learn where everything is too." Well, good for you. I'm most impressed." Thanks." So what have you got planned for today?" Well, if it's all. Mami: no no you sit here, I’ll cook something for us.Me: no mami it’s my house, I’ll make something for you.Mami: fine, but at least let me help you.Me: ok mamiWe went to the kitchen where I started cooking pohe (maharashtrian snack) for us. She stood near me making sure that I was cooking properly. After 15 minutes pohe was ready,Me: mami I’ll cut lemonWhen I tried to cut lemon accidentally I cut my finger and I screamed.She was panicked and was looking for turmeric. She couldn’t find turmeric. .. Sir." What?" he said sarcastically."I love it, I love smelling your asshole... Master?" No!" he said sternly "Master, Sir either one is acceptable, but on theway to becoming a Doctor, I spent a number of years memorizing the nameof each part of our wonderful bodies. In my presence, you will calleverything by its anatomical name. Do you understand?"I hesitated for a second, "I love smelling your anus." I whispered."That's right, you love smelling my ANUS! And of course you know whatcomes out. . no way! Not with Samantha right here. NO!' She made kind of a whiny, pouty little noise which I have to say was really sexy. Then she whispered that she wanted to be my little slut. And that if I wouldn't fuck my little slut, then she would have to give me a blowjob right next to my wife."I got a weird feeling about Dylan telling Peter she wanted to be his slut. I'll admit a few brief pangs of jealousy. But those didn't last long. What did register was the fact that Amber, who often acted.