When he pulled out, Tanya groaned and jumped a bit at the light slap. More out of surprise than pain, as it hadn't hurt. Slowly straightening, she nodded at his direction and bent down to get her dress. Pulling it on, she gave a smile to him as he looked back and then followed him inside. Going straight to the kitchen, she was already checking on the roast in the oven before he said he was going to take a shower.<br/><br/>"Alright."<br/><br/>Meeting his eyes, she heard the phone ring and overheard his conversation. When he talked about the 'two fine bitches,' Tanya sighed and turned away. It wasn't as bad as when he talked about Cindy, but it still saddened her. Wasn't she enough for him? She did everything for him and he still wanted more? Either way, she waited until he was gone before she went upstairs and looked at the outfit. It didn't surprise her, as the lingerie and skimpy dresses were his style. He liked showing skin and easy access. It was one reason why she often wore skirts and dresses...if anything at all. He liked to be able to push her skirt up and fuck her at a moment's notice...and he often did, just like by the pool.<br/><br/>Going into her bathroom, she cleaned herself up a bit and dressed for dinner. He was less strict about what she wore when he wasn't there, but for dinner, he expected her to be dressed like a meal herself. She put on a teal (http://www.victoriassecret.com/sleepwear/lingerie/vs-logo-lace-halter-babydoll-very-sexy?ProductID=96844&CatalogueType=OLS) lace babydoll lingerie, and a matching teal thong. Her red curls were loose, and she wore heels.<br/><br/>She went back down to the kitchen and managed to make it right as the oven beeped. Bending over, she showed anyone behind her (and she assumed that was no one) a nice view of her thong and ass. Pulling the beef roast out with oven mitts, she placed it on the stove and closed the oven door. She had made a rump roast of beef, and had cooked carrots, potatoes and green beans with it. There was a loaf of french bread already on the table, and she waited for Cindy to help.<br/><br/>Tanya had been cooking for the brothers for years, so she automatically did it unless Cindy or one of the men told her otherwise. She liked cooking, and actually enjoyed the more domestic activities. She had grown up on a farm, so even though she was primarily an intellectual, she enjoyed and was well-versed in cooking, sewing, animal care, cleaning, and all sorts of other indoor and outdoor chores. The soothing mindlessness was nice...and she liked seeing that people enjoyed her cooking.<br/><br/>Setting the beef on a serving platters, she separated the carrots, beans and potatoes and put them in separate bowls. She waited to see what everyone wanted to drink, and figured that Cindy could set the table. She didn't want her to get in trouble for not helping. Not that Paul's punishment would be that bad anyway, but because of her experiences with punishment, she didn't want anyone to go through anything like that.<br/><br/>Earlier she'd made a strawberry pie, and she now added whipped cream and set it out as well. When she was finished, she waited for Cindy and cleaned up a bit.