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It's Fun to be Young! (Ryanmo97 x Fluffy Snow Cloud)

Cynthia was amazed with how much was in this house, from the outside it didn't look like it had so many luxurious things on the inside, but being punished didn't sound like it would be a good thing, so listening to him would probably be best for her. She wondered at what her punishment would have been if she were actually late but she shivered at the thought and pushed it from her mind and enjoyed the rest of the tour of her new home.

After coming upon the hallway with the four rooms and their doors wide open, she had grown curious of the one at the very end of the hall, "What about the one at the end of the hall?" She asked rather interested with it, maybe it was his room and he didn't want her sleeping with him? I suppose it made sense since he was supposed to be her father now, but they're also supposed to be lovers as well.

As she waited for his answer she was deciding which room she'd end up taking, probably the farther room towards the end of the call on the right side.
 
When Cynthia asked about the room at the end of the hall he said, "Oh that's my room. You can see that room later. I figured that since we are going to me father and daughter you should have your own room. On nights we don't have sex, you'll sleep in your own bed. Now, which room would you like?"
 
Cynthia nodded, "I see," she murmured, she had been used to sleeping with someone else in her bed since she did have someone until a week ago. The nights were lonely by herself and it would have been nice to have the presence of someone else in bed with her, but she shrugged off the feeling like she shrugged everything else off. "I'll be taking the farthest room on the right." She said as she walked down the hallway to the room.
 
The room Cynthia chose over looked the pool and had a nice bay window. She also had her own private bathroom. There was a queen sized bed. A couple of nightstands, a desk and A couple of dressers with a TV sitting on top of one of the dressers. "If you stay I'll allow you to decorated the room how ever you want..." there was a pause. Then he said, "Well, I'm going to go start dinner. Go ahead and put your things away then come downstairs and set the table. That will be one of your chores. And if you do your chores well, I'll give you an allowance of $20 a week. Sound good? Alright I'll let you get to work." Then he left.
 
Cynthia looked over the room, it was quite nice. The bed was rather large and that was good, hopefully comfortable as well. She put her bag on the bed and started to unpack the things within, she decided to put her clothes in the nightstand that didn't have the TV on it and anything else that didn't need to be in the bedroom such as her toothbrush and such went into the bathroom that she had stumbled upon when she thought it was a closet.

Cynthia finished unpacking everything and had slid her duffle bag under her new bed, she then headed downstairs to the kitchen, "So mind directing me to the plates and such?" She asked as she stood in the doorway of the kitchen feeling a little awkward.
 
The kitchen looked very modern. There were oak cabinets all around. There was a large stainless steel refrigerator and a stainless steel double wall oven next to the door that lead to the laundry room and stainless steel dishwasher by the sink. The counter tops were all black marble. There was a island in the center of the kitchen, with a cook top, a griddle and a grill. There was a bar on the other side of the island with a couple of stools. Ryan smiled when he saw Cynthia in the doorway of the kitchen. He was at the island cooking some chicken breasts. "Sure..." he showed her where the plates, silverware and glasses were. "Get all settled in?" he asked.
 
Cynthia headed to the cabinet grabbing a couple plates, "Yeah, I put all of my things away," She told him as she set the plates down on the counter. She noticed how nice the kitchen looked and felt jealous that her own wasn't as nice as this. She then moved to the drawer where she thought the silverware but ended up being dish towels but it was the drawer beside it which she realised and closed the other and opened that one to get the utensils.
 
Ryan smiled, "Good to hear..." he said, when Cynthia said she had put her things away. As he turned the chicken, "Dinner is just about ready." he went over to the cupboard of glasses and got out a couple of glasses. "What would you like to drink? milk, water or a pop?"
 
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