"She looked at Mom and said, "If I quit my job, would the system replace me with another student?"She thought a moment and said, "No, dear. It's too l...te in the year to do that."Britt said, "Then, I will keep my job for the rest of the summer." She looked at Mel. "Mel, do you like the car?"Mel answered slowly. "Yes, I do. I appreciate you letting me use it so much."Britt said, "Mel, it's yours, Sis. I have Chad to chauffeur me around and he needs the driving practice." She giggled. "We're going. In every slave owning society I'm aware of, the strongest common factor was the fear of a slave revolt against the owners. I see no reason to believe the Confederacy will be different. You MUST obey the rules set out by your sponsors and the Confederacy. You are being granted privileges beyond the norm for slaves, and I assume, concubines. You are not to flaunt those privileges. You are not to bait or taunt anyone, and you are most certainly not to spread envy or discontent among other. She was shown into a small interview room, where three guards were waiting. "This is a strip search, Jacky. Take off the dress." They watched, grinning, and made no attempt to look for contraband in the dress when she put it on the table, so they didn't spot the little tube in the pocket. Suppose it really had been contraband, she thought, drugs or something. So much for their security!"Now the panties, please." Eyes lowered, she slid them down, grateful that she had worn them outside her. "This isapparently where you need to start. I'm setting up an ID for you forthe site." I watched as she typed in a name, 'Emma'."Who's Emma?" You are, silly. You can't log on as David. Amanda was quite clear onthat point. You have to get with the programme, and the programmeexpects you to adopt a girl name throughout. There." She clicked theenter button. Now that she was doing something constructive, Ellieseemed to have brightened up as she generally did when she was beingproactive. "All set.