" With that Trisha got up and headedfor the door leaving a bewildered James ? Jane ? sitting on the bed.From the top of the stairs Trisha called out, ...Hurry along sweetheart,we have a lot to talk about."Jane stood up, gathered up the makeup from the bed and headed back tothe bathroom to finish up. A million thoughts were racing through hishead. Does dad do this a lot? Does mom know? Why have I never seen himdress like this? With trembling hands Jane finished applying hismakeup. With foundation. I missed you. Wanted to feel you, taste you. You said meet me at the hotel, you’d be there shortly. 1 hour, 2, 3, 4…damn I’m going miss you again. Then you’re here just as I was about to get out of bed and get dressed. I let you in. I know the drill. I’m already undressed, naked as I am supposed to be in your presence, proper attire for a slave. Sometimes you let me wear a shear garment, but today I was unprepared. I shut the door behind you and quickly. Sometimes I have to remind myself that she is no longer the cute little eight year old with pigtails, no matter how much we all wish she was."Hey guys, you almost ready? Mom and Dad will be down in a few minutes." Yeah."Adrienne walks over to me."Why are they doing this to us, Sophie?" She throws herself towards me, crying."Shh, it's okay Adrienne, everything is going to be fine, I promise. Things are going to be great. Just look at it this way, you will be able to get a whole lot more. She made her feelings known.“Look, what is the point of this? I was led to believe that this colony was based on minimal rules and regulations, yet you want me to go through a bureaucratic routine that merely confirms what my certificates say!”The man who was dealing with her application claimed, “This is not a rule or regulation; merely a test of your abilities.”“That is exactly the point. Your demand for a test implies that you do not trust my official police records. I want to know whether.