Just stand like that for a bit.”He moved in real close, changed his lens, and shot some more. “Ok, throw the dress over there and sit in the chair...facing the back. That’s it. Move your shoulders forward and round your spine. Good. Hold that position.”Dad backed away from me and stared silently. Then he walked around, softened a light, and took a few more pictures. “That doesn’t work,” he mumbled to himself. “Relax, Jana,” he said.“What’s wrong, Dad?”“Nothing, k**do, I just don’t like the. Hamish had a workroom at one end of the ladies clothing floor where he had a bench and a chest of tools on wheels which he said were really his from when he had his own business but when be became bankrupt he sold himself and his tools to Pieter Sermenti in order to live. Chrissie noticed that Pieter always treated him with more respect than most of his slaves probably because his skills were a valuable asset to the firm. Most of his work consisted of minor repairs that needed urgent attention. I started reviewing the faculty children, and it was amazing how well their personalities appeared to match, at least on paper. As an Elite I could be very selective and tended to accept clients that had a hard time fitting in with their peers because of their height, intelligence, or the prestige of their parents. Although few of these clients realized it, most were quite beautiful, which only set them even father apart from their peers.In the end I accepted a few new clients for the first. . girl friend material.The 3rd female is main female in this story. I don't even remember her name, but I'll just call her little girl. I'm pretty sure she's in her teens (fourt**n or so), but I could be wrong. Maybe she's 18...i just never asked. This lil chick is cute for being a youngster. She's not them youngsters that seem older, she actually looked her age (I think). I would say 5ft, 90 lbs to 100 lbs w/a nice tan.One of my roommates was dealing (let's call it shit) out of our house. So.