Reese blinked. It was all his? If that was true, and not just some sort of sick joke, then he was, like, rich! Plus, if this girl thought of him as her master, he could probably stay here for a while. It certainly didn't sound like she was going to kick him out. He offered no words, but followed the girl to the dining room as a sign that he was willing to go along with this.<br/><br/>God that spread! She'd cooked<span style="font-style: italic">everything</span>! And that she'd done it alone, for him no less!, was amazing. It sounded like she wanted him to devour as much of this as he wanted, and he was starving so he wasn't about to protest. The girl showed him to a chair and he gave her one last look, like 'Is all of this really for me?' She gave him a nod and he dug in.<br/><br/>Like a starved animal, Reese devoured everything he could get his hands on, simply guzzled it down his throat. It felt good. How long had it been since he'd gotten a decent meal? On top of that, he somehow managed to taste the food as he crammed it into his mouth and it was phenomenal. As he ate, he let out occasional moans of pleasure. He ate quickly, and it took a while before he realized he'd stuffed himself ages ago. Before that happened, Reese managed to gobble down three sandwiches, a half-rack of ribs, a whole stake, two slices of pizza, a bowl of noodles, three chicken drumsticks, and two chocolate milk shakes.<br/><br/>By then, he realized that since he'd been eating so fast, his stomach hadn't been able to tell his mouth that it was about ready to explode. With a pained, but satisfied, groan, Reese leaned back in his chair and tried to let his stomach rest. He'd never eaten, or had the opportunity to eat, that much in his entire life.