“I’ll think about it. When you go inside, print me a copy of it so I can look it over.”
Later that night we walked up the street to a party at Annie’s sorority house. After a dozen beers and equally as many Jell-O shots, neither of us were feeling very well. We ended up crashing there with a couple of dozen college kids.
By late morning, everyone had cleared out except for Annie and me. “Well slave, you might as well get started.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m going to shower and go to the lake with some friends. When we get back, I expect this place spotless. That means everything, got it? You made the rules, now you can live with them.”
“But we never finished with the contract. We never signed it.”
“That makes no difference. You wanted to be my slave and have me own you. Well it begins
