He waited to see her reaction.She turned bright red and he knew he had fucked up big time. Then she walked over to the sink and filled a glass with wa...er. Oh god she's gonna cry he thought. He started to apologize "Sara I...." She turned to him with a big smile on her face. "Baby I didn't..." she cut him off again as she walked over and dumped the water on his head. Then burst out laughing.He stood there shocked. He thought he had hurt her or scared her but she had taken it as a joke. Well if. Haven't you figured that out yet?" A warm blush covered her cheeks as she felt his lips on her shoulder. "Now, let's eat. I could feed you, but I figure if you feed yourself we can get to the good stuff a lot faster." Again she was laughing, but he would get no argument from her. They dined on chicken, steak, steamed vegetables, and fresh buttered rolls. When dinner was over and Pete was ready to serve dessert, he asked Michelle to join him in the den, minus the apron. There he had logs. Tiff’s just got a lot of energy and she’s always a bit nervous around guys because of how they treat her. Just think about it: have any of you guys even looked her in the face when you talk to her?”“What about when she’s not facin’ me—”“That’s her butt,” said Will.The car was silent until Will spoke again. “I get it guys, she’s hot, but she’s also a lot of fun to talk to. You should try it sometime.”“The master has spoken,” said Vinnie in a reverential tone.“And she did come through for you. "Oh, you mean a slut?" I asked with a smile. I assumed this conversation would come up. Most of my friends had asked me at one time why I had become such a slut."No, I mean, how does it feel to be Jeff's slave?" she asked.I was shocked. First of all, while I listened to everything that he said, I wasn't sure that I considered myself to be his slave. Second, while Jeff was involved in a lot of my humiliation, most of it was done remotely, where he would tell me in advance what to do, but I would.