The fear that had lurked in her eyes was almost gone, as were the bruises. The pewter slave collar had been replaced by a silver necklace that could p...ss for a collar only on a very liberal interpretation. Her wonderful reddish hair was now bound in a long braid much like Javila's, and the dresses she wore barely qualified as those of a slave.Working with her had made Macro more relaxed around her and he no longer feared to lose his control and violate her trust. However, seeing her now sitting. "First, we are not human. I include myself among the people even though I was made by them. We are far more advanced than you and what you call the laws of physics and other 'unchangeable' concepts can be ignored or changed as we see fit. For example: Burt's cancer. It is impossible to cure that amount of cancer at that concentration in the time period we did so. Actually, the cancer was cured in about a week and the second week was used to build up and improve his body. Four of you went in for. "Yes," the man said and held out a picture to her. "We are looking forArron Kain. Would you know where he is?"Amber glanced at the picture quickly and recognized it as his officialArmy photo. They used those types of photos for badges, press releases,and security clearance files. "Yes. I do. It's me."The woman smirked and nodded her head, while the man seemed surprised butquickly recovered. "Well, Arron, we would like to have a word with you." Sure." Amber shrugged stepped in front of them and. Unless it bothers you, of course." No. It doesn't bother me at all. I actually think it's beautiful." Carol replied.I wrapped my arm around her shoulders, and we made way to our place, sweaty, tired, but surprisingly, still full of energy that we could not explain. Finally we arrived and decided that after this eye-opener, there was no problem in using the deck space to shower together.We washed in blessed silence, a relief after the senseless thumping that k**s call music nowadays. Although we.