Chapter 5

After passenger's body is taken care of, Marv instructs Joe and a few others to take care of distribution for the day. She trusts them wholeheartedly, especially Joe, and she's left them in charge before. They've never done her wrong nor have they ever stepped put of line. They know the routine and what happens when they don't follow it down to the last detail.

When that's all settled and the boys are doing their jobs seriously, Marv tells me that she's taking me to her home for a real chat. I obey and we get into her car then drive off. I've only been in her personal car a handful of times and it's always a thrill. The seats smell of her and her meals, her perfumes, her day to day activities. Sometimes her scent makes me blush.

The car ride is about twenty minutes long, give or take, and quiet since neither of us says anything. Eventually, Marv pulls the car up to her driveway and I finally get to see where she lives. The place he calls home. Her house is a two story beige structure. A totally normal house. A little run down, definitely not something in an upscale neighborhood, but its decent. Perhaps a family home or something she found cheap because of the surrounding area. I suddenly desire to fix it up for her to make her proud.

We step out of the car and walk up to the front door. Me, of course, behind her. We go inside and I gaze around curiously. To my right is an open space, to the left are stairs. If I walk forward from the door, past the stairs and open space, I'll reach the kitchen and living room. It's cozy and I like it. Dusty here and there, some water spots on the ceiling, and some clear need for love and care, but- yes, its cozy.

"Are you hungry?" Marv asks. "I didn't eat this morning, with all that happened." She walks forward to the kitchen without waiting for me to answer.

I follow her into the kitchen, looking around some more respectfully. The kitchen is to my left, the living room to my right. The living room and open area are separated by a solitary wall. There's a crack in the wall but nothing that cant be remedied. The furniture looks and smells clean if a little old fashioned.

I look to Marv and see that she's grabbing something from her pantry. When she turns around, I notice that she's grabbed a cereal box. Fruity.

"I love this cereal." She tells me needlessly. She pours herself a bowl, pours in milk, then takes her meal into the living room. But then she goes back into the kitchen and makes another bowl. She hands it to me then sits on the couch facing away from me. She motions me over without looking back at me and pats the seat next to her. "Alright, Lost, you've got a lot to tell me." She shoves a spoonful of cereal in her mouth and stares at me, waiting to hear my story.

Between bites I tell her everything. I basically repeat what I had told the first Laeca woman. I speak of my skills and how I'm drawn to strong individuals, and everything in between. Marv listens patiently, never once interrupting. When I finish talking, and also eating my cereal, Marv stands up and takes our empty bowls to the sink. She stands motionless there for a few moments, then sits back down beside me. I can see the questions she wants to ask twisting and turning around her. Finally, after what seems like forever, she speaks to me.

"Is that why you've been doing everything I've told you to do since I found you?"

I nod at her.

"I'm your- what did you say- Mistress?"

"Well... not truly. I would like it if you were. You have yet to claim me. If I left now, I'm sure I'd find someone else who attracts me as much as you," I reply softly. I don't exactly want to find someone else. I'm not accustomed to interacting with modern folk and I'd probably fail miserably.

Marv eyes me curiously. "So what do I have to do to make you my... Pet?" She seems to be testing the word, to see how it feels on her tongue.

"Collar me, and I am yours," I declare seriously.

Marv laughs at my answer. "This is un-fucking-believable. All I have to do is put some collar on you, and you'll do whatever I say, without question? Anything?"

"Yes."

Marv clearly doesn't believe me. She thinks its the most hilarious prank that's ever been played on her. She can almost deny what I did back at the warehouse as Joe and them being in on the prank but she's also the curious type when it comes to the strange. So I suggest she visit my previous Mistresses daughter for confirmation. It's the easiest way I can think of to get her to take me seriously. I can't possibly have that many people in on a prank and she knows that.

She scoffs, but seriously thinks about it. If it is a prank, then no harm done. If it isn't a prank... well, she'd be pleased with that. Visiting old faces isn't my idea of fun, but I'd do it for Marv. I'd do anything for her.

"Ah, what the hell," she finally says. "I have nothing better to do." She stands up and walks to the kitchen counter. She picks up her car keys and starts to walk towards the door. "Come on my pet." She laughs as she says this. She still doesn't believe, not quite. This is definitely a joke to her. "Let's go visit this Ms. Lee and she was tale she has to spin."