Making our way back into our room she said she hoped it wasn't awkward taking a shower with her. I told her no as I sponged my hair with my towel, sta...nding there fully naked in full view of her exploring eyes. She laughed as she said, "It's not like you haven't seen me naked before anyway." We giggled as she tossed her towel to the floor and fell back on her bed still naked. Shimmying up to her pillows to rest her head she spoke of how much fun she had at the parties as I watched her breast. "Perhaps." His voice was gruff. He unfurled himself with a rustle, standing straight and taking the few steps that separated them slowly, like he was stalking her. The trainee pressed herself up against the wall, suppressing a squeal. Roscrow leaned over her, resting his elbow against the wall above her head, allowing her no escape.A smug smile tugged his lips when she was unable to meet his gaze. Exactly what he was looking for. "Do you have anything important to do today?" His voice was like. . friend? Are we friends? he wondered. He knew a great deal about Lord Blackmon. He had been living in his house and condo, had been eating the man’s food, driving the man’s car and fucking the man’s two slaves. But in truth he had never spent an extended period of time with Lord Blackmon, at least not when he was conscious. He had been taking his shifts along with the three slaves looking out for Lord Blackmon, waiting for him to recover some measure of his strength. Carl, through Page, had. Her face was confusing to read, she still seemed a little freaked out, but I had a deep feeling within that she was secretly enjoying it.“I'll do anything if you don't tell Mom,” I said, trying to gain her silence, before placing a series of quick affectionate kisses all over her feet, looking up at her occasionally. My body shook all over as I realised I may really be in trouble. Any sign of approval at all from her would have been enough to temporarily reassure me, but she wasn't giving me.