My mouth dropped open when I heard this. “Thank you sir. If that is all then I shall go back to my dinner.”“Oh dear! That won’t do! Please acc...mpany me to my home. I will have the staff prepare you a meal as compensation for ruining that which you made,” the man’s voice said as I felt myself almost pulled to the door. Damn what was with his voice?“Sir,” I finally said finding my voice. “I do not know you nor your staff. I am afraid that I must kindly decline your invitation.” Looking out I saw. “Drink this sweetheart” I spoke softly “You’ll thank me for it in the morning”.With that she slowly began to sip the water until it was all gone whilst Banksy, being the alcoholic that he is, finished up the dregs from the bottles on our table. As the clock hit 1 I took Jade by the hand, helped her up from the table and placed her cardigan around her shoulders, followed by my coat.“No Dan Dan. You’ll get cold”.“I couldn’t care less if I get cold. As long as you don’t.” I repliedShe smiled her. "Fine! I'll listen. But only because Jackson doesn't seem as upset atyou as he should be. Well, that, and the fact you just referred toyourself in the third person."Oops. Spoiler alert!I waited a few seconds, just to make sure she wasn't going to changeher mind and attack me. When she sat down on the sofa, I relaxed enoughto put the device in my hand down on the worktable."So, spill."I looked over at Jackson. He gave a wave of his hand, indicating thathe decided this would be my show. Thanks. “So darlin, besides cookin, what else can ya do?” I choke up with an uneasiness, something about her makes my head spin. “Ah… Excuse me?” “Surely cookin ain't the only thing you’re good for,” she said with a smirk as her eyes traveled down to my backside. “You clean too?”“I ahhh… yeah.” I sputtered nervously, shamefully looking away. What should I say? I’m pretty much the house servant of the ranch… I can tell that’s how she sees me. How humiliating... Finally a woman as beautiful as her shows.