I hope to teach you at least some of the things I learnt. Hands up those who have never danced before."Becca glanced questioningly at Steven who shook... his head. She shrugged and smiled."Right, all of you who raised your hands come into the middle with the rest of you on the outside."Becca made sure to be on the edge of the novices. Giselle started with the quickstep and had them all coming forward and going backwards. This took some twenty minutes and then she launched into the forward. After I finished serving his breakfast, he ordered me to clean up the kitchen, and then afterward I was sent to my mom’s bedroom where I had to make up the bed and tidy things up. It was so exciting and humiliating, scrubbing dishes and doing housework like an obedient little sissy while wearing nothing but a tiny thong. I started realizing he was showing me my place. I was just a servant to him, and this was where I belonged, cleaning the house and completing the chores of a good little. The drum was open at the top. On the ground near this steel drum was a large black plastic bag filled with white powder. This hooded person stood behind a desk. On the desk was an open box. The hooded person held in his left hand a plastic container of some sort—a container most likely from the box. The container had the words PLAIN FLOUR printed on it. In the hooded person's right hand was a giant syringe about six inches long. The needle was about two inches long and was pierced through the. "well your just on time baby, breakfast is just about done" she replies.i hear a door open and look over an out walks jake from his room."dude you look like you aint had no sleep" i tell jake."who the fuck can sleep having a room next to yours" he jokes."ah you just jealous you aint getting laid every night" i laugh an reply."aint that the truth" katie smiles and chimes in."yea both you shut up"after we finish breakfast katie gives me a kiss an says shes going to get in the shower"you boys.