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"This is my house..." She shushed me again. "Miss Larson, I'm afraid, I don't tolerate rudeness very well, so let me make things clear. "I'm not leaving until you eat the meal I prepared for us. I would estimate we have an hour until Steph gets back. It might be difficult to explain how you got me naked while she was away. Knowing her, she will probably want to bring my mom and Doug in to meet you. So sit and let's enjoy the meal and show some manners." She picked up the plate next to mine and began to serve herself. Then she sat down and looked at me, looked at the plate in front of me, then back to me, signaling me to eat. My mind was a jumble. She was blackmailing me to eat. The thought of trying to get her out of my house naked did not have a good ending. Was I going to physically