Now it is time to feed you and make you relax for the evening. I have dinner ready now, Master." Hi, buttercup. I'm tired. Ready to eat. Let me wash u.... What's this about a master?" It is about a game we shall play tonight. Okay? Let us eat and we shall talk about it."So I went in and washed up and then we dined. She was learning to cook American food, but she still liked to prepare something familiar from her youth. I learned to like Mediterranean and North African style cooking. I had always. I wore a pink and black, pleated,plaid miniskirt which had a low raise so it didn't come up to the bottomof my shirt and exposing my mid-drift. On my feet I had pink peep toepumps with a three-inch heel. I was worried about the outfit at first,but I seemed to get nothing but good stares wherever I went."Wow, you-sure are daring," Bill said as I came into the room."You don't like," I looked down at my self."I just meant that for someone who wasn't sure about trying this, you-sure went for a. . of course you had ulterior motives, I should never have expected otherwise. I was disgusted with my own stupid naivety and optimism. And then you were gone, and when everyone found out what happened..."He sank back down beside me, looking exhausted. "They all made me see what an imbecile I was, that you had no possible ulterior motive. That you'd avoided me for months to prevent me from falling for you. I didn't believe you, when you told me. But they said the exact same things, and it. I have damn little sympathy for you in that regard,” he said.“Hmm, so if I’m such a lousy father figure, and I will admit to that lack in my character, why have you bothered, I mean you, to come here and bother me?” I said.“The kids asked me too. They think that I have a better relationship with you than any of the rest of them. And yeah, I know how weird that sounds, but it is what they said, and it was them that prevailed upon me to find you and come out here to plead their case,” he.