Dipen always had a faint smile on his smooth cute face. And he was a good football player. And he never wore underwear. I watched him closely whenever...he was around either cooking food or cleaning the place or making my bed. He had free run of the house and was usually the first person I saw when he woke me up with tea or wished me good night after delivering my last packet of cigarettes for the day. We got friendly and he too enjoyed my company. He noticed my lust and was also excited. His. Can I turn into the next fast food place?" Sure, but let's just get something to hold us until we get to that diner that's supposed to have the good steaks. We'll pig out there and get some more to take home. We're going to have to plan on how we handle tomorrow."I could see Peanut smiling because she knew that she wouldn't be sleeping under a bridge tonight. The young lady was beginning to get ripe, so I figured she had been without a proper sleeping area for a while.The diner served us some. "Why don't I let her tell you herself?" I said finally. I stumbled over to the door. "Candice! In here, woman!"Everyone shut up. Sure enough, in walked my golden girl, wearing a skimpy tank top and little white shorts. She kissed me, took my hand and followed me, stepping over the prone stoners to my cushion, where she curled up with me like a kitten.No one said anything.Finally, I cleared my throat. I offered my joint to Candice who declined."Everyone was asking questions a minute ago," I. "Are you certain of this, Diane?" Yes, very, but I think he meant that he'd use me to get you only if you don't go over to him yourself. So maybe you can just humor him?" I don't know if that would work. If I do say I'm willing to do things his way, is he going to try to e-enslave me right then anyway?" That's just it, I don't know! I couldn't risk asking him any more questions or he's start to suspect that I was not really enslaved. He gave me an odd look when I forced the question about.