I like to leave my options open, you know.”He laughed. “Does that mean you are a promiscuous girl?”“Steve, behave, that's too personal.”“S...rry, just thought I’d ask. I need to know what kind of woman I'm sharing my house with.”I went over and turned off the music. “I'm just your average twenty-five year old, that’s all you need to know.”He sniffed the air and then a smile grew on his lips. “Maybe, but you do smell good.”The dancing had made me warm so I took off my tank-top and fanned my face. Let's go food shopping, and we can be there by tea time." "Great." she said laughing. "The break will do us both good anyway, but it seems like a hell of a lot of trouble to go to just to avoid sleeping with your sister.” Wrapping my arms around her, I kissed her forehead. "Look sweet Jen, all I can say to that is, bollocks! Don't you realise how jealous I got of that stool you sat on to eat breakfast and how pissed off I am at being naked in bed with you for five nights and not knowing a. A large flat-screen T/V on the wall was showing music videos rather than the usual news and his attention was caught by an old one – Simon and Garfunkel;"When you're weary, feeling small, When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all;I'm on your side. When times get roughAnd friends just can't be found, Like a bridge over troubled waterI will lay me down.Like a bridge over troubled waterI will lay me down.When you're down and out, When you're on the street, When evening falls so hardI will. He has hundreds of ideas, a list in his mind of things to do to me. Even after this year with him, I don’t think we have touched a quarter of the list. Back to the present as my Master is stilling in his chair, his bulge already showing and his hands holding a paddle. We both know it’s coming but he always makes me wait. I feel it’s all part of his plan. After I think the longest ten minutes of my life my Master tells me to stand. I do straight away with my hands behind my back and boobs pushed.