" After our pétite digression consultante en Français, Anne makes up her mind and winks at the tight teen to come closer. "You know, we just talked ...n French about you, how nice you look. And how nicely servile you are, all the time looking at us, if we would like to order something more! We were wondering when you will be free here today? Can we invite you for a walk and a talk then perhaps? First tell us please your first name, my lovely looking dear! After she shyly introduces herself as ,. Sit back and enjoy the good fortune you've found. Think about how proud your Mom and sister would be of you. They might even approve of me." I said as I smelled our dinner that I needed to check on.I went to move toward the over to check on things but she held my arm with a death grip to pull me back."I lived with my aunt because she could be strict with me. My Mom couldn't control me. She would love you for continually pushing me back in line. Her hands were full with my sister and when my. My eyes still downcast I could hear but not see him open the refrigerator door, and then the faint clink of a ceramic dish. A drawer opened and closed, a few other indecipherable sounds... I was sure he was preparing something. He must have turned and had a look at me, for he suddenly said, "Slave, pull in your tongue, but keep your mouth open." Gratefully I complied, and hoped he wouldn't notice that I closed my mouth for a few seconds trying to moisten my tongue. I need not have worried. While I was up in my room getting dressed, I heard the front door and my son was home. There really should have been no issue with me being home or telling him or my husband I came home early, but I think it was just my mind being paranoid because I knew the real reason I was here. But because of this worry, I put my dress and heels back on from work before going downstairs. When I walked into the kitchen and was talking to my son, for some reason I made up a lie that I finished a meeting with.