Chapter Ten
It is nearly noon. I don’t learn that until I’m on my feet and so in need of peeing that I unhook the chain and take off for the washroom. If that pisses off the master, I’ll deal with it then, but I’m not about to pee myself again. When I finish on the toilet, I let go a sigh of relief.
In search of Benjamin, I make my way into the main part of the cottage. Passing through the kitchen, I peek into the sitting room. He’s no where around and I’m not sure where to look next. His antique clock has just chimed the noontime hour.
“What are you doing out of the bed?”
I whip around to see him little more than a foot away.
“I’m so sorry but I really, really had to pee… so I…”
He laughs. “Didn’t like pissing on yourself?”
“No, sir.”
“You hungry?”
I nod.
“There’s some warmed-up
