Bonded to My NeighborChapter 3
"Welcome, Brittany," Mr. Grayson greeted Friday evening. "I hope you are ready to play some more." Was that what it was to him? Play? I left my clothes by the front door as usual and followed him. He was naked again too. Instead of the back room we went into the kitchen. "Make me dinner," he said, sitting at the kitchen table. "You may wear the apron to protect your skin. I took the apron on the counter and put it on. He stood to tie it behind me then sat back down. "What do you...