“Whadda you want?” Brent laughed. “It’s me. I finished my apology dinner, so you should finish it before it gets cold.” “Okay,” Mark sai... half-asleep, “thanks a lot.” Brent only smiled innocently, and left the room. * * * Mark was a bit groggy, but the sharp bouts of pain of Brent’s pinches had taken their toll on him. He pulled himself off of the bed, and scooted nearer to the table. It was over in a flash. He put the empty bowl and spoon back onto the table and lay back on his bed. He needed. Around 11 o'clock I successfully negotiated the walk down the street in my bathing suit and bare feet. No one saw me as I snuck past the unlocked gate and quietly slipped into the swimming pool. It was heaven; the cool water instantly lowered my body temperature and made me feel almost human again after sweltering all day.I was floating on my back enjoying the feeling of cool refreshing water when I felt something touch my left breast. I panicked and submerged, taking in a mouthful of pool. ”“But Master....”"NOW Liya!”“Yes Master.” I led Master into my room and waited, waited for him to yell at me.“You had five minutes young lady to get this room … look at it! It’s still a mess!”“I'm sorry, Master. I tried my best. Really, I did,” I said, eyes watering, backing up into my bed."Start cleaning, Liya.” Master was a man of few words.“Yes Master. Right away.” I started cleaning again, Master John staying in my room making sure I did it right. An hour later I was almost. Was she going to come out naked? She hadn't taken anything with her. Just take off her underclothes to make things easier? His images necessitated an adjustment of his clothing. Since she couldn't see, he did it right there. He heard the toilet flush and the faucets run. Sam came back dressed as she had been when she left.They kissed again until he grew uncomfortable with bending to reach her mouth. He led her over to the bed. She lay down on top of the spread and allowed him to remove her.