Finishing his "dusting" job Diun moved on to cleaning with sponges in the bathrooms and kitchen. Finished mopping he moved all the furniture back, smi...ing as he looked around at the now clean house barely an hour after Dana had left.The question was what to do now? Diun bored decided to head out into the outside world. T.V. as it turns out didn't really appeal to him. After watching for a couple of minutes he lost interest. What he needed was something active to do.The world itself now seemed. Er ging vorbei an den sch?nen H?u?ern mit gr?nen Wiesen und schicken Autos in den Garagen. Vorbei an den H?u?ern der reichen wo die wirklich sch?nen M?dchen auf den Veranden sa?en und kicherten.Er stellte sich vor, wie er selbst in so einem gro?en Haus mit einer sch?nen Frau und Kindern lebte, mit einem schicken Auto. Er w?rde sich ?ber den armen Sklaven der mit freiem Oberk?rper in der kochenden Sonne f?r ein paar Euro seinen Garten pflegte lustig machen.Er wird bald auf die Universit?t. Are you challenging my memory now, slut?” I asked in a lower voice.“How many, Master,” Cherry asked in almost a whisper, our public etiquette for form of address momentarily forgotten.“How many do you think it should be?” I answered her question with one of my own.“It depends on what you use though, Sir,” Cherry admitted. She must have been recovering her sense of self after being knocked off guard by my initial question even though she had begun looking at the floor instead of at me.“So you. ”She took another step.“Are you afraid of men?” I asked.She nodded. “Some.”“Don’t be,” I said, “most men are very much afraid of women, afraid they will not be liked or admired, afraid they will fail and look the fool. You have the power to say no.”She smiled and nodded again.‘Take it off,” I said. “Remember, men bluster, but women command.”She gathered her long garment at her waist and then tugged it over her head and threw it behind her.“Stand up straight,” I said, “shoulders back. Don’t.