It had contained her references, passport and records ofemployment. All of which had been forged or counterfeited by JohnBenstead.He fussed about, ar...anging documents on the table while Candi stood andwatched, looking pale and shaking slightly."Now if you will just come over here Miss Pops I'd like to show yousomething." Dennis Caputo waved a hand at her officiously.Candi stood next to him at the table, his aftershave smelled familiar,maybe she remembered it from the selection day."Look at. Mark I DO NOT want to be called master, I may own you but I don't have to like it ok?" Yes Mr. Mark," she replied, as she looked down at the floor, she knew what was expected of her if it were a regular man, but with Mark, he was genuinely concerned about her, wanted to know what she thought, and even took in what she said considering her ideas to have merit, laughing she felt more like a sister than a slave to him.The ship lifted with no problem, as they were on their way to the next system.. She had long dark brown hair that came down to her shoulders that she had straightened that morning for school, with thin eyebrows over deep blue eyes, with a small nose and sweet small mouth. She was quite thin but well toned from all the running and swimming she did for school, as she looked at herself she turned and cupped her small b cup breasts and felt her hard nipples poking between her fingers. She let her hands drop and brush over her flat stomach and then down over he trimmed pubic. Taylor, when I hate our instructions. We are never to eat what you eat. Ever. Why couldn't you have been a lousy cook like the twins?"She laughed and kept working.She used the mood to carry her through the morning. Then she went to her own computer and buried herself in her work, avoiding the dreams of earlier.Three weeks ago she'd gone to Pasadena and delivered a paper to an astronomy symposium. To say she'd had a mixed reception was to understate it. She was an unemployed astronomer. She was.