Chapter 11 Bruce and Betty

　　To my surprise, Cody doesn’t snarl or slap me across my face. He closes his eyes as if nothing has happened, and falls asleep. I look at Cody for a while nervously until I am sure that he will not be angry at me. When I relax, I start to notice how gorgeous he is. His black hair is not smooth, just like Cody himself. His blue eyes are covered by delicate eyelids. His nose is straight and curved, maybe the most acute in this world. The stubble on his chin only makes him more manly. I start to daydream that if Cody likes me and kisses me with this beautiful face... 　　I tremble at my thought. The coldness and the pain warn me that I am only a pathetic human slave. Thinking that as a slave I should do something to serve my drunk master, I walk out into the hall and try to find Cody’s room. The corridor is long and the rooms look alike. I hope that someone can tell me where Cody‘s room is. Finally, I find a room with the door open. I muster my courage and peek inside. Bruce and Betty are