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That did not bode well for me. No wonder Master was unhappy with what I did. He knew how he'd feel.

The rest of our work was conducted in silence. At six, Slut came to the garage and said we might like to shower for dinner. She was right. Their garage was no better ventilated nor cool than ours and we were all hot, sweaty messes. Slut showed us where we could clean up