They eyed each other in the mirror."So did you learn your lesson?" she asked."Yes, miss," he stammered weakly. Why was he so fucked up? It was as th...ugh he was in a trance."I prefer ma'am," she said."Yes ma'am," he corrected himself. Now that the soap was gone he was beginning to regain his bearings. She was angering him again."The next time I sense any disrespect from you toward me, or any other woman in this club, I'll do a much more thorough job of washing your mouth. Believe me. And. I checked my phone, knowing I had a text from the only person who bothered to say goodmorning to me in the first place. Good morning, sweetie (: I texted her back, of course, and slid out of my warm and cozy state, throwing my blankets back. I noticed my morning woodie, which only pissed me off because the first thing I did in the morning was put on my clothes. I locked my door so my sister wouldnt walk in, and sat back down on my bed. Sliding my boxers down, I watched my little member pop up. " Here we go," she whispered to herself. She picked up her bag, and headed to the gate. She handed her boarding pass to the lady standing in the doorway. " Have a nice flight " said the attendant as Sandy entered the walkway going into the plane.Jim found his seat on the aisle, and settled in. After a few minutes it looked as if no one would be sitting next to him. "Good," he thought. " More room for me to move around." He spotted an attractive blonde, obviously having trouble finding where she. Miss Richards haddecorated the entire home without any input from me. I was not at allupset by this since I knew that my opinion on such matters was of noimportance to Miss Richards.The day we moved in, Miss Richards took up residence in the masterbedroom, while I was sent down to the servants' quarters that was locatedin the basement of the mansion. I knew in my heart that separate bedroomswere for the best, but still I knew I would pine for Miss Richards'presence next to me.The house was.