Your record has been expunged, or rather never existed out here. Whether you succeed or fail is entirely up to you. You have a clean slate. Mind you, ...he AI watch everything we do and listen to everything we say, so if you screw up they will know and we will know, instantly."He gulped – she was getting through, she saw."You are a concubine, which basically means slave. You are going to be owned by somebody – and who that 'somebody' is, that's up to me. You are my property right now, you and. I was then lead over to her vanitywhere, Chris applied makeup to my face, foundation, eyeliner, 2 shadesof pink eye shadow, blush then a reddish pink lipstick. My hair was thenblown dry and the curlers were removed from my hair and it was sprayedwith hairspray.Chris then continued dressing me by having me step into the middle ofgiant slip that made of satin and at the bottom was covered in layers ofnylon net and lace trim. I stepped into it and she pulled it up and putthe straps over my. Subtle makeup that emphasized those luminous round eyes.We didn’t coach her on what to say — no need for that. We did alert the reporter about the FBI award. Pilar wouldn’t bring it up — modesty forbids. But she would shyly answer a direct question.The headline, below the fold but still on the front page of the Star, read: “Your Tax Dollars at Work. Hero Schoolgirl Snatched, Handcuffed.”I debated with myself, for half a second, about putting Pilar in bracelets for the photo. Overkill.The. Then Jenn reached under the table and grabbed one of the diapers. She explained that they were adult disposable diapers, I think she called them Attends or something. She lifted my legs and slid the diaper under me, powdered my butt and then pulled the other side of the diaper over me. She proceeded to fasten the six tabs to close the diaper. When she was done, Tiff went to the dresser and pulled out something. When she handed it to Jenn I realized that it was a pair of pink plastic diaper.