Now, why don’t I make us some coffee and you can tell me more about this stipend, and everything else for that matter?”She blushed, barely compreh...ending “May… I make the coffee? Master?”He hesitated, then nodded with a smile, “Ah, sorry, I’ve never had a slave before…”She smiled and stood for a moment, eyes moving quickly as they scanned over him, relief washing over her before she beamed at him, nodding eagerly, “It’s okay, I’ll help you get used to it.”The next few days were… Interesting.. Instead, I sat in a cubby-hole room and sifted through the box like the meddling spy that I was.She had mentioned her will when she said Mr. Waite knew my name. The will had been made only six months before, making me her only heir."You did this," was scribbled on the outside of the next envelope I picked up. Inside was the death certificate of Laura's sister, Karen Stone. Seeing the name, I folded the paper and replaced it in the envelope. Perhaps I would come back and read the cause and the. .. they all look at me like I'm a machine or something, they're so obvious about trying to push buttons, to make me react how they want." Have you told them this is upsetting you?" That's not upsetting me... that's just why I'm going to tell you, and not them..." he explained."Tell me what?" Shawna's not going to happen, I've realised that. There was... she doesn't see me as... I'm just a safe-zone, you know. Somewhere trustworthy, somewhere... safe." That's a good thing to be, you know. People. Sometimes, those took a lot of money.Still, over all he was having a good time. He just kept going when he could. In two years he had seen a lot of America, but in his mind, he had more to see. So he had kept going.He stopped in a rural area and got a job delivering LP gas to outlying farms and homes in the area. It was during one such delivery that he had been offered a job by the co-owner of the LP gas distributor he worked for.This was where he found himself working and living when the.