I do know that the eye thing and the size thing seemed to make it awfully easy be with the girls. Never really had to do much other than say 'hi' and ...they'd just want to be with me. I like girls.But that isn't all. For as long as I can remember, I've had this feeling. It is centered in my chest and is kind of like a persistent itch. Sometimes it is actually sore and when I complained about it, momma took me to the doctor. He said it wasn't nothing physical, so it must be in my head.But that. A night time exercise, in which they were divided into two opposing groups was a welcome diversion.Francesca, Frieda and Henrietta were given the task of capturing a hut held by Lieut Harrison and two of her favourites. It was pitch black with heavy cloud and no moon. All three were covered in black mud by way of camouflage. It was bitterly cold and after they had inched their way to within a hundred yards of the hut, snow started to fall."Oh, no! I hate being outside in this!" moaned. I stood up and walked over to him, I looked him in the eye and said I am the asshole bitch whats it to ya.He started to say something to me I slaped him across the face "hard" he started to cry. I told him that I was his master by right of brith.He looked sad but shook his head yes.About that time Mia and Shelly came down, coming over to me and Mia said" master can I be one of your slaves", I said you already are Mia and so is everyone else in the room.Mia and Shelly looked at me and said. She washed her hands and then filled the secondbucket with clean cold water from the basin and emptied it into the pan as amanual flush.She checked. It was almost clean. Shefilled the bucket with water again and added a splash of green pine essence forfragrance. He liked it to be spick, span and scented before he used it again.This time, after she?d emptied itinto the pan, the white porcelain gleamed.?I?ve finished.?She looked at him lying back in thesteaming bathwater.?Take that bucket out to.