I could not leave the house unaccompanied without his permission. He had made a point to retell me this rule before he left for work. There was a glin... in his eye as he told me what time he would be home. It's like he was almost daring me to break his rule. He told me he would know if I left the house. I just smiled and bowed my head. “Yes Master, I understand.” My usual response before he left for work. He closed the door, locking it, before getting into his car and driving off to work. I. It was an intoxicating mix.She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. A feeling of complete contentment washed over her. They sat together for a while until at last he stirred."Time to get the entrée started," he said quietly.He rose slowly, leaned down and kissed her softly on the cheek and headed back down to the galley. He returned a couple of minutes later with a plate on which two small, thick pieces of dark meat sat. The plate was covered with clear plastic wrap and he put. The sounds of a cheerful Saturday afternoon in the neighborhood were irritating. How could everyone be so cheerfully absorbed in their mundane little lives when his was so thoroughly shattered? Every happy shriek of childish laughter raked across his nerves like fingernails on a chalkboard. How dare they?He went back inside and stalked past Susan. She'd collapsed, still crying, across the sofa cushions during the short time he was outside. Early said nothing to her as he passed. The resentment. It was clear that thiswoman wanted an answer."I hope so Madam," Robert felt compelled to say, hoping she would besatisfied and allow him to move along to the next group."Is it true that you only wore trousers before your mistress employedyou, and you have only wearing dresses for the last few days?" hercompanion said."Yes Madam," Robert shamefully admitted."Well I must say that your mistress's regimen appears to be working, Iexpect you feel more feminine already and probably don't want to.