My sister was going commando. "All he had to do was pay some attention to me and he would have had a great night that he could brag to his friends ab...ut. But no, the new Call of Halo or whatever the fuck it is that came out," she spat. "Slow your roll, Sara. I don't need to hear about what you consider a great night," I said, but now I was actually seeing Sara as a woman, not my sister. "Oh please. If you had a girlfriend and she wanted to fuck all night you would call that a great night,". ”“I know,” his hand went back to my knee and he stroked my thigh with his thumb.“Oh hell,” I hissed, “what’s the pay?”He smirked at me before quoting a number that made my jaw drop. It was nearly double what I was making now. “The submissive contract lasts a year. After that you can decide if you continue with that or not.”“And if I say no to the submissive thing?”“The administrative assistant position pays twenty-two thousand a year.” His dark brown eyes bore into mine. It almost half of what. Just accept that fact and calm down. Panic in the absenceof immediate danger does nothing useful and everything stupid. I lookedbehind me and up at the tower. I didn't hear power tools or voices oranything to signify that anyone was up there. However, I was standingin front of the building and nothing emerged from the lobby. Within, Icould just make out the shadows of the two guard robots doing theirusual guard-robot thing, and I thought, they're not pointing at me.They're not running. Then something hit me on the back of my head. "'Sup shit head." I hear the familiar voice say, I know instantly who this is. It was Derek, my best friend slash drug dealer. He was a good guy, he just ran his mouth too much. "Bitch," I say, "What are you doing here?" "I can ask you the same! Eric, we are like five miles from campus and you don't have a car!" he laughs out like it was the funniest thing ever. Once he calms down a bit he continues his tirade. "Dude, I didn't expect you to.