Elaina grinned as she dipped her spoon into her stew, blowing on it to cool it. “We’ll get to that. For now, you need to know what you are, and wh...t you will become. When I left you that note all those months ago, what did it say?”Aran knew the answer to that; the note had been burned into his mind every day since he’d first read it. “It is time to come home, Aran.”“And do you feel at home?”Aran nodded without hesitation, for it was true. It made no sense, but here, with Elaina – even though. 'What a way to start' she thought as she got undressed. She studied herself in the mirror and had to admit that she looked pretty hot wearing just the boots and the tiny apron around her waist. She pulled her long black curly hair out of her pony tail and teased it a bit with some water. "Here we go," she said to her reflection before she walked out of through the door and into the room where her life would change forever.She went immediately across to the bar and began to pour beers for the. Red streaks are left behind the leather straps' path, marking her tits and stomach. The Post shrieks in surprised pain before regaining her composure. Her mind catches up to her body, and she sends me a look of desire."Thank you daddy." If I hadn't whipped the Post, I'd have raped Tracy, that's how fucking sexy the sight of her crying is. I drop of precum slides off of my dick onto the floor. I only notice it when the Post gets down on her hands and knees and licks it up. I ignore her as she. Helen told me she wanted the job. She suggested that?we meet the next day at the house. She than said she would need a week to 10 days to come up with a workable plan. She would go over?the plan?with me in detail and?would need me for a number of hours. She would than?require another?week to make revisions and again need me for a number of hours at the house. Once construction started she would require my presence about once a week or so at the house.?She also would need an open line of.