She was heartily relieved when he allowed her to forgo the personal wax attempt.  She wasn't all that fond of the process herself, but she did like to be smooth.  She was amused by his reaction, and a little baffled that he seemed willing to take her out in public.  He must have really decided to trust her...<br/><br/>She was amused as again as he helped her dry off and dress, murmuring faintly that she could walk, but she wasn't protesting.  She found this aspect of him so appealing, the caretaker, carrying her around as if she were a doll.  she sighed and settled down in the bed, still blown away by the sheer size and obvious comfort of it.  she settled down with a yawn and smiled up at him.  "Sleep sweet Sir.." she murmured, reaching out to pet him faintly before she settled her hand on Sasha.<br/><br/>When he woke her the next morning, bringing her breakfast, she rubbed her sleepy eyes and smiled faintly.  "you never seem tired" she mused faintly as she worked her way through the meal.  He seemed determined to have her well fed.  Once she'd finished she got dressed, choosing a comfortable light weight pair of faded jeans, and another of her tank tops, tugging a loose fitting blue sweater over it.  She left her hair down, her eyes showing tinges of blue with the sweater so close.<br/><br/>She was quiet as they climbed into his car, buckling in carefully and watching things as they drove.  It was such a change in such a short time..  She'd gone from oblivious, to kidnapped..  now to this.  She knew she could try to run, but somehow it had lost its appeal.  She was finding herself intrigued by him. fascinated by the being he was and the way he acted with her.<br/><br/>She walked inside beside him, rolling her eyes as the women went all googly eyed at him.  She felt a surge of possessiveness too, and when he identified her as his girlfriend she grinned impishly at the girls.  She cast one faint look of nervous "oh this is going to HURT" at him and went inside the little room where they did the waxing.