One of the biggest was that her daughters were going to need lots of money the next four years; six if they got their masters, and even more for their...doctorates. They were smart enough, but the question was about the money.In the weeks that followed, they spent more time on the computers; Skyping each other. Conrad liked to talk to her on the computer and see her reactions. Conrad had seen her naked, so now he wanted more. He kept asking her to wear more and more revealing clothes when they. They had visited this club once before a short time ago.We spoke for some time, then went into the play area to check it all out. Theauction was going to begin shortly. As the auctioneer came around asking for those who would be selling their "wares",I remember feeling a little bit giddy. I wanted to do it, but wasn't readyyet. My Master had gone out to the car to get our bag of toys in case we hadwanted to play. I did not volunteer to be auctioned, but requested the abilityto do so if I. We both are. We shouldn't have said the things that we did. We just ... it's the way we were raised. I know it's wrong. Please sir, I'm so sorry."His expression never changed. He said, "You are only sorry that I am your supervisor and hold your lives in my hand. In your mind I am nothing but an uppity nigger who has no right living in your neighborhood and no right doing anything but janitor work and yard work for white people."He was right of course. But I was right too. It's the way we were. The power of magic isrising how humanity reacts will chart the course of civilization of thenext thousand years. An Age has come to an end and a new Age has beenborne and as yet no one has noticed.Author note 4th: The story "The Thief" was intended as a preface for"The Consultant and the Mask." If you've already read it you mightwant to skip down to Part I. If you haven't then I recommend readingit since it's an important part of "The Consultant and the.