I would love to know how much it was, but that isn’t something a slave asks her Master.Herr Dunkler’s smile left his face for a moment, then he lo...ked down at me, smiled again, and said, “I’m just glad that the little glitch in my new Dolphins didn’t damage your property.”Somehow his smile didn’t look very friendly. I tried not to show irritation that he called me “property.” I guess that’s what I am, but I would rather he call me “slave.” At least a slave is still human. Besides, property. She had felt him staring at her all day. It made her kind of uneasy. Now that she thought of it, it seemed that he almost wanted to get in trouble. She felt him staring at her again. She turned slightly, and caught him staring at her ass. She had to admit that she did have feminine wiles. Nothing pronounced, but curves where there should be some. It was normal for teenage boys to fantasize. She was proud of her athletic figure. Normally her chestnut hair ran past her shoulders in waves, but. ’ ‘Where’s your meeting?’ He mentioned a place which was on her way home, or at least not that far out of her way. ‘I’ll tell you what, I’ll finish up then deliver a copy to you on my way home.’ ‘Are you sure?’ His eyes were trying to tell if she was happy with the offer but apparently satisfied he made another suggestion. ‘Do you know a restaurant called ‘Carpe Diem’?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Then I’ll meet you there at eight.’ Katie was ten minutes late having had problems parking but he waved from a table. I barked a laugh. “Yeah, I guess you will, even without the first wife!” I said.“Cool!” she said. Then she got up and gave me a wifely peck on the lips. “I’m going to bed. See you tomorrow.”And that was that. I wasn’t sure what had happened. Did I piss her off? I didn’t think so, ‘Oh, well, she’ll be up in the morning and I can apologize if I offended her,’ I thought. Though for the life of me, if I had, I couldn’t figure out why. I watched the Universe rotate another half hour (and another.