She looked like she had been crying, but her make up was not at all smudged. I wondered about that.There were two chairs at the normal level and two c...airs were sunk into the floor. Those were obviously meant for the slaves. Even though both the slaves were taller than the mistresses, they both had to look up to the mistresses. While other tables had four chairs each, our table had an extra chair and a woman was sitting in it. Her tag only said 'S'. Without the name of Master or Mistress on it.. Workingwith her might bring them closer together. "Sure. Where does she work?"Ryan asked. "Macy's. She's in good with her boss, there shouldn't be a problemconvincing them to hire you," Serena stated.Serena wasted no time, calling Leann while she was at work. They waiteduntil Leann got home to see how it went. "Well, my boss said she'd hirehim... But she thought it was strange that he'd wanna work there."Ryan cocked his eyebrow in confusion. "Why?" he asked. Serena smiled at him. "Oh, didn't I. He impulsively typed in the chat box, “Are you thinking of Daddy?” She looked down at the phone with a smile and licked her lip in a not overly obvious way, and nodded slightly. He felt a tinge in his pants and quickly logged off. It took several long nights of patience, but it all paid off one night when his wife was out with one of her girlfriends. The one she usually stayed out late with, sometimes even spending the night. He was pretty sure she was having an affair with her and had. I asked about my mom but he just shook his head and told me she was most likely dead before the fire started.I rode with Kate to the hospital. I was in shock. I couldn't even think straight. I was crying when I herd the whisper from Kate. I looked up at her and said, "what?" I'm sorry." she choked out."It's not your fault, don't try and talk. You're going to be fine." I said as I took her hand and held it.My eyes were so blurry with tears that I didn't notice the burns covering 90% of her body.