I hum happily to myself while I wait for you to come home from work, you promised me that you would take me out to dinner, of course I know that you don't see it as a date, after all I'm just your slave, but I'm happy me anyway, you always treated me like a person and not like an object like my previous masters. I love you and I wish I could tell you, but I don't want you to get mad and sell me out, at the end of the day I'm just a slave and have no say in that sort of thing
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