                     A Tribute to ME 
                   
                      Chapter Five

I awoke, turned over and looked at my clock. It was 8:05!
I had to move it! I showered, dressed in a cute short white 
skirt with a deep water blue top to match my eyes. I had 
washed my hair and it hung in ringlet curls covering parts 
of my cheeks. I pulled it back while I did my make up. I did 
a good job with it too. I looked stunning. Mom called from 
downstairs that Chad was here. I was behind schedule. It 
would be ok to let him wait but he had my pastry!

I came down stairs. He was standing at the bottom of the 
stairs sort of to the side. He was getting an awesome view
of my thighs, maybe even my panties. He was learning fast!

I took the steps slowly. Chad did not seem to mind. His 
mouth was still opened. I was almost to the bottom before 
I spoke. He did not know mom was filming from the other 
side. The film would make a very good addition to my video 
scrapbook.

Good morning slave," I said with a giggle. "Ummmmmm what
is in the sack as if I didn't know?"

He handed me the sack. He had not said a word. He was big
time twitterpated!

There were two pastries in the sack.

"You are not eating, uh? One for me and one for my mom!"

"But----" He started to speak.

"Mom does not want one, I can only have one today. I guess
you will have to eat the other one, Chad." I said with a 
giggle.

I reached back my hand and led him to the kitchen.

"Chad get glasses for us. Get the plastic throw away ones 
in that cabinet." I pointed to a cabinet.

"I want milk, it is in the fridge, of course."

I did not ask what he wanted to drink. I knew he would 
have the same as me. The pastries were alike.

He poured our milks. I said, follow me. He had our milks 
and I had our pastries. We went to the table near the pool.

I let him sit close to me as we ate out pastries. He kept
looking at me when I would bite my pastry. I think he 
wanted to feel my beautiful teeth on his skin. That is 
something else about boys. So many of them would like to 
feel a pretty girl's teeth. Most will not admit it though.

While we ate I told him where the lawn equipment was and 
cautioned him about mowing any of mom's shrubs or flowers.
 
"You really do not want to anger my mom." I told him.

I explained that I had to listen to a recording and do my 
dance routine.

"This is soooo sweet of you to do my work. I did not know 
how I would get it all done. I thought I might have to 
drop out of dance."

He looked at me with open mouth again.

"Your parents would not be so mean. Your mom seems way to 
nice for that."

"My mom is a model, she is leaving for New York City Sunday
night. My dad is very busy in research. That leaves me, duh.
I am an only child, remember."

"You never have to worry about quitting dance. You are awesome. 
I would never allow that to happen even if I worked seven days 
a week for you."

I got up, leaned over and gave him a sweet chocolate pastry kiss.

"Thanks Chad, you are really sweet. I hate to ask you to do all 
of this work, but---"

"It is ok, Jennifer, I will just remind myself I am doing this 
for beautiful Goddess Jennifer."

I gave my little slave boy another kiss. :) When I got to the door
I turned and blew him another one. I might even come out and give 
him reinforcement. I giggled at that.

I went upstairs, put on my favorite Britney Spears CD, laid down 
on my bed and looked at the latest issue of Seventeen. I smiled
as I thought of Chad working so hard for little me!

I went to sleep. I had got up to early on a weekend morning. 
When I awoke I looked at my clock and it was after 11:00. I went 
outside to check on my slave boy. I was even bringing him a cola. 
See how considerate I am.

He was just finishing the mowing. Perfect timing. I am so great!

I waved at him. He put the mower away and came to the table.

"You look hot." I said with a giggle. He blushed.

"Here, I brought this for you."

He was so appreciative. He took a big gulp and thanked me again.

I was always ready to push the limit.

"Slave," I said haughtily. "If you are really appreciative, you
will kiss my foot."

I raised my leg and put my foot near his face. He looked at me.

"Well, am I a goddess or not?"

He lifted my daintly little foot to his mouth and kissed it. I
could feel myself becoming wet. 

"Kiss all of my toes, Chad. I love it when you kiss my feet."

He kissed all of those toes, then he bowed down to my foot that 
was on the patio and kissed all of the toes on my other foot. 
One at a time. That was to much. I giggled. I could not suppress 
it. OK so I didn't try.

He looked up at me. "You are not laughing at me, are you?"

"No silly, I giggle a lot. And, well, you did look funny!"

I laughed that time. 

"I love it, Chad. I really love it. You are so thoughtful and 
so sweet. I love the way you, kinda worship me, you know? I like
attention. I like tribute being paid to ME! If you want to keep 
me, be prepared to worship me bunches."

"Worshipping you will be the easiest thing I ever did," he said, 
with a little to much air of confidence. Boy was he wrong about 
the "easiest thing!"

I had been very thoughtful of my little slave. I left a Sonic 
cup complete with straw in my bathroom. I have not flushed the
commode. There is nothing in it but pee though. I do want it 
cleaned again today and tomorrow. I like a clean bathroom. Mine 
has been so dirty until I got my little slave boy. Darn I am 
getting wet again. I always get wet when I have Goddess/slave 
thoughts.

"Chad when you finish the lawn, perhaps you should start on my 
laundry. My bedroom and bathroom need daily attention. In spite 
of the way they looked before you cleaned them yesterday, I like 
for them to be clean. I just do not have the time, you know, 
with all of the work I must do on my dance routines. I love you 
Chad. You are so sweet to me."

I planted a quick kiss on his forehead and ran back in the house.

I looked out a window, Chad was already trimming. :)

I needed to take a dump. I was not ready to leave that for him 
yet. That will be a treat for tomorrow. :) I used the guest 
toilet. I flushed it. Mom would kill me if I did not!

When Chad finished trimming our lawn it was almost 1:00. I was 
so sweet. I brought him a frozen dinner, ready to eat of course,
and another cold drink. This time I brought him my mom's famous 
lemonade. I drink it all the time. It is so delish. 

Chad was so impressed! I let him kiss my feet again. I sat there
with him and allowed him to look at me. That was such a treat for 
him. He adores being in the presence of a goddess. Don't you think 
Chad was one of the luckiest boys on earth?

After lunch I got him busy on my laundry because while clothes
were washing he could be cleaning my bathroom. I did not want him 
to be idle. He would get to amorous if I did. I gave him a little
kiss once in a while.  I let him gaze at beautiful me to keep him 
working. He had my bedroom clean very quickly then he took my 
clothes to the laundry room. I wish I had a freaking camera in 
there. I know he is licking all of the cum from my last nights 
panties. I am making a cum addict out of him you know. Mom says
that when a boy has tasted my cum he wants to taste it again. The
more he gets, the more he wants. Cool uh! So all I have to do
is string him along and soon I have a full time, use for anything 
I please, slave. That will be my Chad. I get so horny when I have
thoughts of a long life with male slaves to do whatever I want 
them to do. I often wonder, how can a girl live with out a slave? 
Answer is they do not. They just exist.

I told Chad, when he was getting ready to start on my bathroom,
that I had to go to Ginger's house to practice. I would be back
in a couple hours. It would take him that long to clean my 
bathroom and do my laundry. I had my video camera in the tile
ceiling zeroed on the commode. I can not wait to watch the video.
That camera has captured secrets for my video scrapbook before!
Chad ask when was he going to help me with English. I told him
we would do that tomorrow. "Chad you have been outside working. 
You have perspired, you need a shower. Let's wait until tommorow 
to study."

He had a disappointed look and started to protest.

"Chad, I lead a very busy lifestyle. If you are going to be my
boyfriend, spend so much time with me, do things for me, you 
have to understand I do have a life other than you. Chad that 
is why I need your help. If I could be here all the time, I 
would not have so much need of you, would I?"

He agreed with me. I know he hated to see me leave. He likes
looking at me so much.

"I thought of you a lot last night. You are washing my clothes 
so you probably already know that!" 

I giggled as I walked out the door. Chad's face was red.

I went to Ginger's and we really did work on our routine. I
told Chad the truth. When I returned my bathroom was spotless.
Everything was so clean. I looked for my Sonic cup. It was gone 
to the trash bin. I wondered if he used the straw. All my 
clothes were wash and put away. Chad was awesome. I have not 
had to have him taught to do anything. I will need for our maid 
to teach him to iron. I will teach him to do other things, more 
intimate things. Tomorrow I will have a multi!

I got rid of him the same way I did yesterday. He wanted to take 
me to the movies but I explained I had already made plans, and no, 
no guys were involved! Chad may be to jealous to suit me. Jealous
boys are difficult especially since I am a born flirt!

I knew there would have to be some closeness for Chad tomorrow.
I had to give him some of me. Tomorrow he would get to taste me, 
the real me, not just my panties. I hope he would not act 
reluctant. I was not sure if I should show him a couple pictures 
first. No, I should not unless he refuses to give me the oral 
attention I deserve.

I retrieved the video camera, hooked it to my vcr to watch what 
had been recorded. He was so cute! He looked in my toilet.
He licked his lips and touched his thing. He spotted the Sonic 
straw. He removed the straw from the cup. He knelt in front of 
the commode and put the straw in the bottom of the water. He 
began drinking my pee and jacking off. That went on for awhile. 
I do not know if he quit because the toilet was empty or because 
he reached climax. He sure had more cleaning to do. He spurted 
out, he did not ooze out in a controlled manner as I do.

I stripped and fingered my pussy while watching the part again 
where he drink my pee. Ughhhh if he would drink piss from a 
toilet, even my piss, he would do anything!










