WEEK OF 1/23/11-1/29/11

[adreannaTal{fb}]

1/23/11
CHORE #1
MAKES NEW BOTAS AND FILLS THEM
MAKES BANDAGES

~~Moving out to the storage shed, lifting one of the large baskets, holding it over her left arm, she moves to the sterilized bladders, selecting a dozen of them, places them into the basket, seeing the horned stoppers on the shelf above, l-i-f-t-i-n-g to toes, muscles of thighs and ass tightening, slender arms l-i-f-t-i-n-g high, pulls down a basket.

~~Finding the stoppers that fit the bladders, or the ones that only require minor carving, places twelve into the basket. Turning on balls of feet she slips through the door, long sleek legs carry her up the path to the lodge. stopping near the woods, finding a smooth stick, and a larger size rock, bending low she lifts them, adding them to the basket.

~~Reaching the back door to the kitchen, settles the basket on the ground under one of the trees since it is a nice spring day everything so fresh and new, lowering to parting knees, back straight, head lifted high, beside the basket. Bending to her side, lifting out one of the bladders, lifting the rock, lowers the bota to her thigh, working the rock along it. Body rocking back and forth as she works, breasts swaying freely.

~~Softly she begins to sing, (( give me one good reason and i'll turn my back around...give me one good reason and i'll turn my back around)) working the rock over the bladder in rythem, seeing it begin to soften. setting the rock aside, lifting the bladder, she bends it about in her hands, feeling it give, almost ready, lifting the large smooth stick

~~(( oh i don't want to leave you lonely you got to make me change my mind hummmm)) returning to rubbing the skin, till in is flexable. Searching it, assuring herself there are no rips, she repeats the process, finishing all twelve skins..

~~ Resting the rock and stick near the tree, placing the bladders into the basket, rising in one fluid motion, steps from her spot, moving into the kitchen. chocolate eyes adjusting to the dim lighting, searches the shelves for some dyes

~~ grinning as she finds them, setting them into the basket, moving through the kitchen, and into the storage room, setting the basket to the table there, lifts out her supplies

~~kneeling before the table, begins to work dye into the bladders, making each one different and unique. Hanging them to dry on the pegs against the wall..

~~ While she waits for the new botas to dry, she gathers up some of the rep cloths that are no longer used for the FREE, ripping them into strips, filling the basket she brought with her, lifting it she moves back into the kitchen

~~filling a bucket with some hot and just enough cold water to allow her to dip hands in, sprinkles in some cleaning powder. Lifting the strips she places them into the bucket, working the flakes into bubbles

~~Filling another bucket with water, sets it next to the washing one. Lifting them one by one, begins washing the strips. scrubbing them together, working them against the small washing board the FREE desinged for this purpose


~~after cleaning them, she wrings them out, dipping them into the clear water, rinsing them out. Settleing them into the basket. when all are washed and rinsed, she moves with the basket to the hearth, filling a large kettle with water, and the strips, covers it, pushing it to the heat, laving it to boil and sterilise them

~~Moving back over to the wall checking the botas, smiling softly as she sees they are dry, lifts them from the pegs. Finding the stoppers, fitting one that fit in, lifting the small carving bone, works the others till they fit. lifting the new botas, moves to fill them with paga, fruit juices, for the FW, she carries them to store in the cold room

~~her left hand reaching to pull open the door, shivering as the cold slithers out over her. Small quick steps carry her within setting the botas with the others, turning on balls of feet, hartas back out of the cold, rounded ass pushing the door shut as she passes..

~~Moving to the hearth, seeing the water has been boiling, pulls it from the heat, lifting a laddle, pulling an empty kettle closer, lifts the strips, letting the water drain off, sets them into the empty kettle. lifting the kettle she carries it into the storage room, setting it to the floor


~~bending low, ass wiggeling as she works, lifting the strips, wringing them out, hanging them on the bars to dry. Lifting the last one, wringing it out, hanging it to dry. leaning back, streching out back muscles, lifts the kettle, going to the back door, dumping out the water

~~returns it to near the hearth. lifting one of the buckets, carries it out the back door, dumpining it out, returning to use the clear water, rinsing it out. Dumping the water back into the other bucket, replaces it to it's place. Taking up the second bucket, takes it out to dump it, smiling as she hears the laughter of the twin Guards SWEN and MARCUS at the Gate.

~~Moving back into the kitchen, replacicng the bucket, steps into the storage room, lifting the dry strips, rolling them tightly up, tucking the end inside the roll, placing them into the basket. Having them all rolled, lifts the basket, moving from the storage room

~~she places a few in the storage cabinet in the kitchen next to the healing salve...then takes the rest to the medical room and places them in the glass cabinate so they will be ready when needed thinking she was gald she thought about making some for they were only down to 2 rolls ....so now there are 2 dozen more for now....makes a note to check them often....she turns and goes about her day takeing her favorite spot up on the window ledge

~~awaits her Master and sisters...to see what they have in store for her Birthday ...she smiles looking out the window watching as it lightly snows outside.....

[adreannaTal{fb}]

1/24/11
chore #2
breakfast in bed for her Master

~adreanna rises before the sun even begins to poke its head in the darkness of the loft.. she lights a candle..freshens up then desends the stairto slip off to the kitchen enters the kitchen straight away she pays attention to the fire as it has died down over the cold night...adding a few logs on the burning ash she pauses a moment as the wood is hungryly taken up by the flames

~~she feels the heat of the fire as it roars gathering up the large black kettle fills it with fresh water resting it over the flames upon a large hook adding in a ready made pouch of crushed black beans covering the pot she allows the blackwine to steep she slips into the cool room... her eyes have to adjust to the darkness..small tourches are lite every few feet.. yet not giving off enough light to warm the room merci gathers up vulo eggs a couple of bosk steaks and a large bowl of fruits

~~back to the kitchen she resst all the items to the counter..the loaves of bread have been given over night to rise she lifts up the large bread tray moves to the bread cooker places the tray within the flames of the hearth taking up a large frying pan she rests it over the part of the hearth with a metal rack allows the pan to heat up taking some whipped bosk buttershe pats the pan with the butter throws in the bosk steaks at first the meat makes a hissing sound lifts up the steak with a fork and does the same to the other side sealing in the juices

~~allowing the steak to cook gathers up a serving tray arranges the tray just so plates forks, spoon, knife a bowl for the blackwine, a small goblet for ramsberryjuice another goblet for fresh water arranges the fresh fruit in a small basket adding it to the tray a small vase of flowers adds a jar of strawberry jam and carefully folded rep cloth as the steak finishes cooking she adds one to the plate taking up the vulo eggs she cracks them over the already warm pan

~~lifting up a spoon she stirs the eggs about adding a little salt and pepper spoons them to the plate fills the footed bowl with blackwine gathering up a hot small loaf of bread she rest it to the tray and fills the goblets full of juice and water the tray is so heavy but she manages to climb the stairs


~as quiet as a mouse slips up the stairs careful not to make noise to wake her Mastre she leaves the tray not too far from the bed ..she smiles softly as she watches him sleep she is so happy to be a part of his Home and his she slips back down the stairs off to clean the kitchen

[adreannaTal{fb}]

NEW WAY OF DOING CHORES PER OUR MASTERS ORDERS

1/25/11
CHORE #3
CLEANS THE FIRE PLACE

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[21:40] *adreaTal slips into the main room glances about the empty room the girl notices the fire has died down cool ashes rest upon the stones she decides to take advantage of the cool stones to clean out the ash *

[21:42] *adreaTal spins about on her heels she heads off to the kitchen storage closet reaching for a bucket soap flakes , a small brush , with a few rep cloths adds warm water into the wooden bucket adding the soap flakes picking up a empty bucket before she slips back into the main room *

[21:43] *adreaTal takes up the small shovel scooping out the ash from the stones filling the empty bucket tiny burned logs rest within the ash *

[21:45] *adreaTal takes up the small brush small strokes from the back of the stoned wall forward making sure all the ash has been gathered taking up a rep cloth dunks it into the warm soapy watertwisting out the extra water tosses the cloth down into the dark black stones back and forth her tiny hands move she scrubs the stones seeing the water that once was as clear blue as the ocean waves she sees pitch black *

[21:47] *adreaTal lifting up the bucket she dumps it out the back door refilling it sweat beads form upon her forehead with the back of her tiny hand she wipes the beads away she notices the back of her hand is as black as can be glancing down her body seeing it covered with the black ash where there once sat a beauty of a slave now sits a slave covered with ash as dirty as a begger that sits at city gates *

[21:50] *adreaTal places a few small logs upon the metal rack striking the lighter causing a spark to light gently she blows upon the flame increasing the fire as the tiny logs catch her adds larger wood till it catches starting a fire she gathers up the cleaning things making sure all is just so *

[21:54] Talonclaw has entered the room.
[21:55] *adreaTal gathers up the brush slips off into thekitchen returns the items to the closet dumping out the dirty water from the bucket leaving it out to dry she slips to the waters edge climbs in draws up delicate fingers dip down gathering up a handful of fresh water with the bar of larma soap it over her body scrubing repeating over and over till she can remove as much of the ash from her body as she can *

[21:56] *Talonclaw leans on a nearby tree, watching adrea wash herself, an amused smile on My face*

[21:56] *adreaTal satified she exits and returns to the kitchen placeing the soap on the shelf and the towel to the laundry she comes to the main room smileing at the fresh fire and the clean hearth warming herself*