Chips ... salad... ?" And he can cook. How lucky am I?" Her voice was muffled as she still had her face pressed against him."That's a large assumption...... Pet" What?" You're assuming I meant I would cook." Yes, I suppose I was. Would you like ... I mean; Master, shall I cook for you?" No, I'll cook. But I require you to sit somewhere I can look at you. I'll see if I can concentrate well enough not to spoil our supper."He managed to create a very satisfactory if simple meal."You know," he. Why did the water hold such a fascination for him? It reached deep into his soul with a feeling of completeness, like returning home after a long trip.On the fourth night in his new home, the dream began. He was walking through a pearlescent mist. He could not see, but his steps never faltered. He knew where he was going. The mist parted like a theater curtain and he found himself in a cave.A woman reclined on a flat rock the size of a king size bed. She wore a flowing gown of a translucent. As usual she was looking sexier. I noticed the shape of her nipples on the t-shirt and knew that she is not wearing bra….I quickly got erection. We started watching T.V. n after some time she asked me about yesterday’s experience. On hearing that I got excited and turned to her saying “what experience are you talking about?” She: you know what I am talking about… I: no I don’t know what are you talking about? She: okay then go to hell…. (and went to her bedroom)After waiting for her for about 5. “It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt that bad.”“Here goes.” Julie pulled the shoe gently off her eighteen-year-old son and set it beside her. “That’s a brave boy.” She then gingerly pulled off his pants and socks and placed them on top of the shoes. “Now let’s have a look at that knee, mister.” Julie turned the open peroxide bottle over on a cotton ball, placed the bottle back on the sink, and leaned forward. “This will sting a bit.”“Ouch.” It didn’t feel great but looking down his mother’s dress at her.