Glancing around the apartment. “Where’s Michael?”
“He said he had some packing to do Master, and that he’d be back in a while.”
I grin. “Sounds good, doesn’t it… packing…. for our holiday….”
packingShe grins back, then her face turns serious again. “Master, thank you.”
“For what, Charlotte?”
“For…. For…. I know that kind of…. demonstration…. doesn"t come easily to you…. but until the other day, I thought…. I thought….”
demonstrationI press a finger to her lips. “I know what you thought, but it"s not true. Perhaps at the very beginning…. when I simply bought you, but certainly not now.” I hesitate, thinking. “Perhaps not even then.”
know She stares at me. “Master…? The first day? But you paid for me. You bought me. You didn’t know me, not then.”
paid“Yes, I paid for you, but I was
