Monday morning's weather wasn't any more pleasant than Sunday's. If anything, it was worse, although the front was slowly pushing through, promising c...ld and clear in the near future. We did breakfast at the restaurant, I dropped Cindy back at the trailer to wait for the school bus and I went to work.The project was past the '90% of the work takes 10% of the time' stage and I was tied up in taking all the big pieces and little pieces and correcting the "I didn't know THAT would happen" issues.. ."She mused a wicked grin on her face."Yes from now on you will be Ruby....understand slave." Y......Yes Mistress" I stammer backNever in a million years would I have considered a feminine name formyself....still I felt it was right and I blushed at this thought."So slave Ruby, time to deal with that hard TINY dicklette ofyours....did you bring the frozen peas," she quipped."Yes Mistress." My blush deepening at the emphasis of tiny as I pickedup the peas.I had wondered rather naively what they. If Raul knew she was letting a strange man in the house... She led him inside, closed the door and began walking toward the utility room where Raul kept the toolbox."Here all alone? I can't imagine letting a lovely woman like you stay by herself for very long."She shivered at the compliment. It had been so long since anyone had paid her a compliment."My husband will be home this evening. My children get home from school about four o'clock." Now why had she said that, she wondered."It must get. Trish came back. We said our goodbyes, and Trish got in her car. As she drove away, I waved with one hand and put the other in the small of Dot's back. Before Trish was out of sight, I let my hand drop onto Dot's butt cheek. It was round, reasonably firm, and good to squeeze."Don't get any ideas. It's just lunch," Dot warned."I know," but it didn't stop me squeezing again and then the other ass cheek. Nor did Dot.I had a quick freshen-up and took Dot into town. Lunch was great. Dot told me.