Like that, the beauty parlor gave her a new cut and a makeover making her blue eyes shine, and at the shoe-shop we got her some nice shoes - leather a...d rubber and sandals and some heels too even though I dislike heels - and we finally made her way to a shop which would sell her what she wanted.My poor box had done a lot of chugging to find out a shop which sold spectacles because they had been medically outdated almost four centuries ago, and what I had in hand was an old shop which. Dark. Dark. The faceplate went opaque, all displays went dark. She was alone with the sound of her breathing. One, Two, Three, she counted her breaths, the feeling receded. She heard her Mom say ‘Use your words.’ One of her earliest memories."On!" The faceplate went back to transparent, the status displays reappeared. Everyone was looking her way. Looking to her for orders, shit! Turn a negative into a positive. These were her squad, protecting them was what she did.She glanced at "Local" on. Some kind ofgeneral servant come housekeeper. Was this what my self pity, selfabsorption and general malaise had brought me to? Yes, so ittranspired, and quickly. But only in part. I had yet to learn the rest!My aunt studied my face and general demeanour."I see it's sinking in," she said. Then, without pity, "we've also cometo a further decision. Seeing as you obviously consider housework to be'women's work' you'll obviously feel better equipped to undertake it ifyou are dressed accordingly.. I am waiting for your orders. NYCrusader: You are not allowed to wear anything until I return your underwear. Give me your full name and where you work. Can you receive parcels at work?I knew I should not be doing this. I just felt like I could trust him and I needed him more than ever.Me: Yes sir. My name is Fariya Patel and I work at **********. What is your name sir?NYCrusader: You can call me Master. I will give you my name when you earn it.I was disappointed but I would do anything to earn.