08-03-2010, 07:57 AM
Carting her other trunk up to her bedroom, Kalyx sets it gently at the foot of her bed. Turning around to exit, he stops short and looks about the place.
*sigh* I hope this room is to Kita's liking. Being a slave owner, now, I know I'm supposed to be direct, demanding and restrictive...but, that's just not me. And being that she's the first female I've been in this close of contact with, shouldn't matter to me, I thought. But that's just not the case. I'm feeling apprehension, anxiety and a bit of fear. Is this normal for a male, or what?
Descending the immense curved staircase, Kalyx tends to dinner in the kitchen, which he had started cooking hours before.
*sigh* I hope this room is to Kita's liking. Being a slave owner, now, I know I'm supposed to be direct, demanding and restrictive...but, that's just not me. And being that she's the first female I've been in this close of contact with, shouldn't matter to me, I thought. But that's just not the case. I'm feeling apprehension, anxiety and a bit of fear. Is this normal for a male, or what?
Descending the immense curved staircase, Kalyx tends to dinner in the kitchen, which he had started cooking hours before.