“Did you try to make a soufflé before?”“No. I thought it would be a nice surprise for you. I did it exactly as the recipe said,” she mumbled....��Recipes are not everything. And with a completely new item you should always practise beforehand until you know you can do it right. I thought you knew that?” he asked, looking for an opportunity.“Yes, but...” she started.David interrupted her, “You will be punished.”“Oh just take the time and cost of materials out of my wages,” she offered, “I understand. Just enough..." To make her easier to train," Amanda said flatly."Or him. It works equally on males as well." And what about Mistress Freya, master?"Roquan stiffened. "She uses entirely too generous an amount in her Draughts," he said, the disgust evident in his voice. "That much reduces the slave to a plaything." And what was she trying to prove by using that toy on me, master?"Roquan remained silent. He knew of one possible answer, and he feared that it was the correct one. He could not get. Just act normal as if nothing happened and if we bumped into each other I'll just play it by ear and if he gives me any grief, well, he can take a running jump.Looking up, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Fuck me, I look hot. All that messed up hair, dark eyes, pert nose, and full red lips. Wanton. Sexy. Intensely fuckable. No wonder I could stop a conversation when I walk into a room.I stood up and admired my body. Yeah. I've definitely got it where it counts. Perfect tits. Peach like. ‘Oh dear, sorry. I just assumed…’ ‘It’s okay, I’ve decided to take it slowly. Our mutual attraction appears to run deeply and somewhat unevenly.’ Shirley smiled that she understood. Stan appeared and the two men greeted warmly. Fenton had the thought that meeting Shirley first hadn’t been coincidental. ‘Shirley tells me you were the first guy to give her something approaching a sexy kiss.’ Fenton replied unfazed, ‘Well perhaps but that was at high school.’ ‘I knew it was,’ Stan said. ‘She now.