West asked.“Yes, Ma’am. I think math is really neat,” Sean said.Mrs. West shook her head. She’d heard that kind of statement from mediocre stu...ents every year. She said, “We’ll see if you feel the same way by the end of the year.”“Are you saying that it is going to be pretty hard?” Sean asked.“Yes,” Mrs. West answered.“Alright.” Sean sat down and leaned over to Suzie. He smiled and said, “This class is going to be so good.”Mrs. West raised her eyebrows and looked at Sean. Parents had wilted. Her heart was pounding, the boy had always treated her like shit, but now it seemed she would be servicing her master and the boy, he was getting older. Why didn’t he just get his own fucking collar she thought and carried on cooking. She carried in the meal to the table on silver platters, dropping the plates on the table showing her disgust, she watch her master glare at her. Smiling she went to get the rest. She knew see that when the other white collared lag was given the night in her. "Yes Master" I whimper. "Good little kitten" you say softer and I lay my head on the seat and relax trying to breathe as I gaze at your face lovingly smiling a little. It's wonderful to watch you drive. Your face is so nice when you concentrate as we wind around little roads and I look out of the window. White snow is all you see and it's soft and unused, untouched, and it reminds me of myself and then I wonder when we will have sex, I don't know if I'm ready but I don't know if I could say no. I pulled Peter up to me and started to kiss him. As Peter drifted asleep I kept him snuggled with me. In the morning, I wake up to Peter giving me a kiss on my forehead. As I got my head together we talked about what we did last night. He told me that he was flying back to London tonight and was sorry that we couldn’t spend more nights together. As he got up and started to walk to the bathroom to take a shower, I grabbed his arm and threw him back onto the bed, and told him that he’s not done.