                 Naturally Demanding but Nice
               
                     Chapter Twelve

                     John's Thoughts

Boy am I confused. I have had unbelievable moments with Jennifer.
She gives me vibes that she wants me for her boy friend then gives
me vibes she wants me only for a slave. I do not know if she is
constantly changing her mind or if the two are one and the same
to her. I knew about what I was letting myself in for, I thought.
I am no longer so certain. I thought I was dedicating my life as 
a slave to the worlds most beautiful creation. Simple, she orders
I obey. Not so simple anymore. I was a nervous wreck in that 
restaurant. Serving her is easy, being her date is difficult.

Although she was unbelievably understanding about my mistakes it
was clear she did not want them repeated. There is so much to 
remember. A slave is not expected to know that etiquette stuff
of which I never had a need or desire to learn. Who cares how
eating things are place on the table. Or what you use to get
food to the mouth, you use the one that does the job the best.
After all that is their only purpose, is it not?  Now I knew I
had to learn how stuff is placed on the table because I may be 
setting the table a lot for the Abdellaoui's so I had to learn 
that anyway. I never knew I would have to learn how to use them 
and when. Eating with your left hand in your lap is silly. No 
one can eat as good with one hand as they can with two.
  
The date otherwise,was fabulous. Just noticing all of the 
looks at us by men was a huge power trip for me. Hey, I was with 
the most beautiful girl in the world and I knew it! Jennifer was
fantastic. Everwhere we went guys would keep looking at her,and 
she was not even at her best,not close. She was ordinary for her, 
but ordinary for her is light years ahead of anyone else I ever 
knew. Jennifer is pretty when she has on nothing, make up, not 
nude. Well she is gorgeous then too. Everything all day long was 
one surprise after another. I never caught up with her until we 
went to her room and I went down on her. I was in familiar 
territory then and made sure I did my best to please her. I 
always wanted to be near a girl who was so into herself. Well 
Jennifer is that. She thinks of herself all of the time and 
expects everyone else to also. If they do not,she is 
disappointed with them and usually shows it.
 
She surprised me by taking me downtown,all of the attention she 
gave me all day. She was a fabulous date. I must not start thinking 
of any life with her other then a mistress/slave relationship. Today
was a fluke which may very well never happen again. I know it would
be easy to get a broken heart messing around with her. But maybe as 
long as I can accept that I am just her slave and toy, everything
else will be alright. That was so thoughtful and sweet of her to 
give me her panties. These are so special. This cum was made by 
her because I was with her. It was me necking with her and causing 
her juices to flow. Yeah, these are special panties. These were 
truly for me. I love her scent. It is hard to keep from licking 
them but if I do, I will remove all the scent that is Jennifer.  
I want to keep these panties as they are forever. I placed the 
crotch over my mouth, my lips bathed in their wetness. With every 
breath I inhaled the intoxicating aroma of Jennifer's pussy. I 
placed my hand on my dick and entered my own world of ecstasy.

I had set my alarm forty-five minutes ahead of Jennifer's. I wanted
to be up, showered dressed, ready to go to school so I could give
Jennifer anything she wanted. When I went downstairs Jennifer's
parents were setting at the bar drinking coffee. I spoke to them
cheerfully. They returned the greeting cheerfully also. I knew they
expected me to be a household servent for them. I asked if I could
do something for them. They wanted more coffee which I poured.  

"Pour yourself a cup, John." Jennifer's mom said.

I poured me a cup and sat down at the bar.

"John, we have not said much to you about yesterday. Your
financial situation changed drastically,did it not?"

"Yes, Mrs.Abdellaoui,it did." I answered.

"Do you have plans to live elsewhere?" She asked.

I looked at her,she was beautiful,no wonder Jennifer is so
gorgeous. I should not have looked at her. I had much difficulty
speaking.

"I have made no plans. I like it here a lot."

"John, you may stay with us,but we still expect you to pull your
weight. You and Jennifer have to keep up the household chores,
lawn,laundry,etc."

I knew who the me and Jennifer,was!

"Of course,I enjoy helping Jennifer." I said that correctly.

"We have a terrific daughter whom we love very much. Jennifer
has always had whatever she wanted. We do not expect that to change.
Do you understand what I am saying?"

"Yes, what Jennifer wants,Jennifer gets. I love that about her. She
was naturally demanding,"

"Yes, except one thing. Hon." 

That was Dr.Abdellaoui spoke. "You take my daughter's virginity 
and I will castrate you, literally. No matter how much my daughter 
protest."

That caused me to pause, both what he said and how he said it. He
was serious as a heart attack. I did not answer,I just lowered my head.

"We know what you are doing,that is ok. Jennifer wants that and has
been getting it for sometime. You are not the first. We trust our
daughter a lot, but she likes you more than she has liked the others."

"I swear on my life, I will never do anything to hurt Jennifer."

"You do, and your life is mine, John.  We must go, you all get to
school on time. You should fix Jennifer's breakfast, she likes a
guy to bring her breakfast. I know you already know that."

"Yes sir." I answered as they exited the room on their way out of
the house. It did not take them long to put me in my place.

I poured Jennifer orange juice made from oranges that I
ran through the juicer. Yep, always fresh juice for Jennifer. I
prepared her breakfast and took everything up to her on a silver
serving tray. She was being treated like the royality she was.
I entered her room without knocking. Her alarm was three minutes 
from activation. I set the tray on her nightstand. I paused to look 
at her, asleep, and so beautiful. Like a perfect angel, her blonde
hair over her shoulder. I deactivated the alarm. I gently pulled
back the sheet. I got on my knees and kissed her pretty foot. I 
kissed one, then the other. I kissed her four or five times before
she started awakening. She bent her knees and I followed her feet.
She giggled as she extended her legs and wrapped them around my head.
At the same time she raised up, took my head in her hands and pulled.
Just like that my mouth was touching her panties.

"Lick me, John." She said with a sexy grin. She had this way of 
sticking out her lower jaw much the same way as she did to nibble.
Her smile showed lots of perfect lower teeth. She helped me remove 
her panties. She began on her breakfast as I began licking her pussy.
It is times like these that I am so happy to be alive.

"John, I know I can not keep peeing in your mouth, but John, I need
to pee so much, and I am having breakfast. Will you drink my pee,
John. I love you."

I looked at her, her face was half serious, have frivolous, and all
love. In answer I place my mouth tightly over her little pee hole
and nodded my head a little to signify I was ready. She started 
pissing. I was drinking her morning piss again. Even though this 
hot piss was coming directly out of the body of a Goddess, it was 
not good. Like YUCK! I was taking big gulps with breaths inbetween.  
She stopped often. Neither of us wanted any piss on her bedding. 
This was not something I really wanted, but, I was not protesting 
either. I swallowed all of it and returned to licking her. I love 
her scent so much. I could feel her wetness on my nose. I move up 
and kissed her lips. I could feel her heat building. I pushed the 
tip of my tongue in between her lips.

"John, wait until I finish my breakfast! You are insatiable, you 
want to eat me all of the time. For my birthday, maybe I will have 
your face permanently attached right there!" (g)

When she said things like that she always giggled. I think she was 
picturing me attached as I am now and thinking how comical that 
would be. She had finished her breakfast and was sitting up in bed 
looking at me and admiring the way mu tongue gave her so much 
pleasure.

"We could be siamese twins,John, ummmm, pleasure 24/7 for meeee. 
Ohhh, ohhhhh, John you are sooo good. Ohhh, John, my clit loves 
you so much. You do awesome things to me!"

I brought my tongue back in my mouth, it was coated with her cum.  
I love Jennifer's cum. Maybe being attached here would not be bad.  
I listened to her little moans of pleasure and encouragement. All 
of the time her movements became greater and her cum flow increased.  
I kept expecting her nails to go to my neck but they had not made 
it there yet. So far my breakfast had consisted of nearly a pint 
of pee and lots of cum. The taste of her cum was tremendous. I will 
never get enough of it. So many times I have dreamed about eating 
girls. None of the girls in my dreams approached her beauty. I will
never be able to do enough for Jennifer. I want to live my life 
doing all I can for her each day. Yeah, whatever Jennifer wants, 
Jennifer will get from me.

"Ummmm more tongue, John, lots more tongue. Get on your knees."

That was my signal to tongue fuck her. I slid back off the bed, 
she put her legs over my shoulders. Her hands went to my head.  
I braced myself for the pain that did not come. Instead she just 
held on and face fucked me. This was a new position. With Jennifer, 
all positions are good. She had her orgasm with a loud scream of 
pleasure as she pummeled my back with her fist. Her beats on my 
back sounded like a drum. It hurt! She laid back. I licked and 
sucked the cum from her pussy. I think each time we do this I 
get more of a boner and my balls hurt more. Nothing about me 
appears to be a consideration of Jennifer. When we have sex she
is oblivious to everything except her sexual gratification. I 
doubt if she was even aware of beating me and how much it hurt.  
I got her pussy clean and lifted up on her beautiful ass. She 
made a sweet little sound and rolled over giving me great access 
to her ass. I run my tongue up her ass crack. I could taste her 
perspiration. I loved the salty taste of her sweat. I kissed her 
cute little brown hole. She moaned again as I started licking her.
I licked the outside making small circles with the tip of my tongue.
I pushed my tongue inside her ass hole. I brought it back out and 
was greeted with a bitter taste. She pushed her ass out more. That 
always means she wants more of my tongue in her ass.

"Go fix my bath." Jennifer said as she pushed me away. She was 
satisfied for the moment so she moved on to something else. That was
Jennifer. She just expects the world to revolve around her.  It is 
not just me she treats this way, it is everyone. They accept it or 
don't hang out with her. I got up,went to the bathroom and started 
her bath. She walked in looking like a million dollars. She had done 
nothing to look that way, she just did.

"You may bathe me, slave." It took as long for her to say 'slave', 
as it did for her to say all of the other words in the statement. I 
started bathing her as she had taught me. I needed some relief.I 
had an unbelievable hard on. Jennifer acts like she does not know 
what a hard on is, much less care about one. If I maintain this 
relationship with her, I may ask to be castrated. I can not continue
to endure this. I would do that, if I had to. If I can never fuck
her, it would be best for both of us. She is incredible. All that 
beauty and sexuality........

"Be gentle with my pussy slave. You are wearing it out with that 
awesome mouth of yours. I will be the only girl in school that will 
have a worn out pussy before they graduate and still a virgin!" (g)

Jennifer's words intrupted my train of thought. I had to think about 
something in moments like these. She put her hands on  me and raised 
up out of the tub and turned around for me to wash her back. What an 
ass. I see it all of the time, yet each time I look at it I get harder.
  
"You can kiss it if you want." (g)

She knew what I was looking at. I dropped to my knees on the bathroom 
floor and kissed her beautiful ass. I washed awhile and kissed for 
awhile.
 
Jennifer stepped out of the tub, "Dry me," were her only words.

I started drying her. She was looking at my face, studying it really.
I kissed her nipples, she jutted them out to me and they responded
imeadiately. Jennifer was so sexy. She wants attention all of the time.
She always responds though. What more could a guy ask for?  She would 
be an incredible fuck, I know she would. I lowered my head and kissed 
her little belly button, then moved down and kissed her lips.

"John, stop it, I do not think you will ever get enough of me!" (g)

She put her hand under my chin and lifted my face. "I hope not anyway."

She said seriously. She could go from a giggle to serious to a giggle in
a moments time.

"Go get ready for school. I will buy you a pastry on the way."

I finished getting ready, brushed teeth, hair combed, clothes straightened.
I also took a couple of minutes and relieved that huge hard on.

"John, you do not have time to play with yourself!" She called out
with a giggle. "We gotta go. If you don't hurry you gotta carry me!"

Well that shows she knows about my hard on. Well she has noticed 
before, even touched me. She knows, just ignores it.

I came out of my bathroom through my room to get my back pack then
remembered we left everything at school yesterday.  Yesterday seemed 
like a week removed. She was standing downstairs in her favorite spot.  
The location needed for me to see both her and her reflection in the 
mirror. She was beautiful, breathtakingly so.  Her strawberry blonde 
hair was in a pony tail, the kind that bounces when she walks or moves 
her head. She was a master of ponytail movement.  

"Come on, John," she said with her hands outstretched. I took her
hands in mine and she pulled me close for a kiss.
  
"Lightly now, I just put on my makeup, don't I look delectable?  It
is no surprise you want to eat me all the time!"

"You look ravishing!" I answered punctuated with a kiss to her
lips. She had a mouth that looked as if it was made only for
kissing and for smiling. I am the luckiest guy in the world.

We started walking to school, holding hands, talking, with
many giggles from Jennifer. Several students passed, most honked
and, or waved. She was so popular. One would think that her
being so into herself, everyone would be driven away.  Not so.
All the guys wanted to date her, all the girls envied her. And 
Jennifer just basked in her glory.
 
We went in the pastry shop.

"Hi Mr.Jones." Jennifer said as we entered the bakery. "I want
a pastry and thought of my favorite baker!"  

It was unnecessary to say which one. Mr.Jones was awe struck,
maybe that is Jennifer struck! He managed to get one from under 
the counter without dropping it. She was not next in line. That
mattered not at all to her.
  
"Have you met my boyfriend John." She asked him with a giggle, a
smile, and a toss of her ponytail.
  
"Yes, when he got you a pastry Saturday."

"Yeah, I am buying him one now and a milk. I have to buy the guys 
pastries here, to get them to go out with me!" (g) 

"Yeah, right." I said. Mr.Jones was becoming speechless. Jennifer
did that to guys.

"Bye, Mr.Jones," Jennifer said as she bounced out the door ahead of 
me. I waved over my shoulder at him as I exited close behind Jennifer.

How it makes me feel to be near her is indescribable. I feel like I
am walking on air. My head feels light sometimes. I often have
problems remembering conversations. I smoked marijuana once, the feeling 
was similar to this. We sat down at a table on school grounds and
I had my pastry while talking to and staring into the eyes of the world's
most beautiful Goddess. I would be lucky to remember much of what was said.
Someone walked by behind me and said, "Hi Mr. & Mrs. Jennifer!"

Jennifer giggled.

I was taught that bad news traveled like wildfire and good news traveled 
slow. I would adore the permanent title of, "Mrs. Jennifer", if it meant 
I was married to this Goddess. 



