Post by shiva on Jan 26, 2010 9:15:44 GMT -5
The weather had finally let up and Shiva clad in jeans and plaid shirt opened to her reveal her ample cleavage sat outside on a pile of tyres enjoying her lunch break. Daniel had gone off once again to check out the new slaves up on the block, he was getting restless of late and she could recognize the signs. He had never attempted to force himself on her as other masters had done whether they owned her or not, but always when he had been without a slave to meet his needs for a certain length of time he got fidgety and began looking at her in a whole new light.
She was glad then that he had finally decided to go get himself someone and hoped she was worthy of him. There was nothing worse than a slave who thought she was above the system. Shiva embraced her roll, loved it thoroughly even more so of late since Lex Danielson had taken her off the block.
Popping her Dr.Pepper she smiled, wondering just what could go wrong. Loving the adverts for the brand and wishing at times that when she did drink one something would go belly up but invariably nothing ever did. The rain was holding off, the garage was nice and quiet as most lunch times were and she was having a boring ham and cheese on rye sandwich. Crusts cut off because she seriously hated crusts, they didn't go to waste of course she fed them to the birds at the lake but crusts were taboo with her. She chuckled to herself knowing that if Lex ordered her to eat a crust of bread she would for the first time ever have to decline the order.
Credit for Lyrics:The Doors - Riders on the Storm.