“So, what’s your name?" I asked, while swabbing his back."Sean. Sean Anderson," he said in a low voice.“Nice to meet you, Sean. I’m Josh Tanne...,” I said and we shook soapy hands."Why Chicago?" I asked as I moved around to his chest and middle. "No offense, but there are less hostile places to be homeless."He rubbed his soapy beard and ignored that I had submerged the washcloth to his crotch. Gently swabbing his cock and ball sac, I felt him grow firm, and I grew along with him. He pointed out,. " Well, it's OK ... you aren't going anywhere, so go ahead and drink all you want. There is another bottle inside the refrigerator."We each took a sip, and then started our meal, Chicken Divan with curry. She was a proponent of trying new ideas in the kitchen, so I even added some basil from our indoor garden of herbs. We had Basil, Bay, Cilantro, Marjoram (a kind of oregano), Parsley, Rosemary and Sage. She had plans to add a few more, when she felt like it."This chicken is marvelous Peter.. Without a moments hesitation, Julie stood at attention and waited for her next instruction, her palms open to me. Go over to the bed and wait for me there. Yes, Master, she replied before backing away a few steps and turning to walk to our bed. My pet stood next to one of the pillars of our four-poster bed, patiently waiting for me, her palms still presented to me as her eyes were staring at the floor. I placed the whip on the wall and strutted over to the bed, sitting on the edge of the. "That's too much for what I'm doing Mr Jefferson?" Roberta said."No it's not. I have a feeling you're going to be doing most of the cooking in the house. I don't think Bob will have time and I'm bringing all the other cooks up here to stay in this house." Will I be cooking for the hands too?" No, they have three cooks for the hands. Right now you'll only have to cook for Bob and yourself." Then it's too much money for only that." Humor me please. There's no telling when I might have to send.