"The name is Mike," he said. "Oh, mine is Teagen," I muttered back as I went on unpacking. "I'll be gone all night so the room is all yours I guess an... no funny shit either, I like it nice and clean," he exclaimed. With a simple nod of my head, I acknowledged his request. As I dug deeper and deeper into my sea-bag I struck gold!I found all my skimpy little outfits I could have sworn I'd left behind in Maryland! Happy as could be knowing that I had a room all to myself for the first time in. Told it that it was not right to deceive women and that is NOT what he wanted. This totally left slave confused and unsure of what to do. How could it make this work when it didn’t even know if it really wanted it to work? The slave decided that before it attempted to even try and send another email to the lady that it was going to sit down and reevaluate the whole situation. It had to determine the reasons why it was really doing this. Was it doing this just because it was what Master. I lifted myself through and dropped down low letting the silence wash over me. I looked around the room letting my eyes adjust to the darkness before moving into the house. I was after anything small and concealable, I didn’t want to be stopped by the cops walking down the road with a television in my arms. Kind of awkward to explain that away at two am in the morning. I made for the stairs and went up, the best stuff was to be found in bedrooms, jewellery,watches all easy to take and sell. As. It wasn’t a big deal to see my sister in a tight swimsuit or even the occasional glimpse of her in a bra. But now I wanted to see more of my sister. I found myself attracted to her and wondered if she thought about the same as me. So I began to push the boundaries a little. It wasn’t uncommon for my parents to leave my sister and I alone at our house once we reached the age of 13-14. So we could be at home along for long stretches of time. Both being physically active.