A gentle smile was on her fat naturally-red lips. I wondered about the chance of her staying asleep if I gave her a tiny kiss. I wisely decided agains... it. Her ears were perfect, even Michelangelo couldn’t do an ear as perfect as hers were. I smiled at the tiny holes in the lobes, imagining her grimace as the needle plunged through them. I realized I could no longer see her ear. Her whole head had turned and she was staring at me from eight inches away. Shit, I thought.“What are you looking at,. I saw his eyes widen slightly at my apparel, but he didn't miss a beat this time."Hope you don't mind. I thought I would make this a little better then just sandwiches and pop," he said as he blew out the match he had used to lit the candles."Oh, that's fine. I am actually impressed that you got so much done in such a short amount of time," I said as I walked toward the table."Oh, well, I set some of it up earlier while you were outside. I was thinking you might need something to take your mind. I would run around, keeping notes and things. Often times I found myself in the press room, observing as CJ took on the overwhelming amount of questions from reporters. She was very nice, and was only really scary if you got on her bad side. I seemed to be doing okay. Eventually I started spending most of my time in her office. The more I did, the more I got to watch her. She really was very pretty. There were some days she wore these tight skirts that hugged her hips. Those were my favorite. That is all that I remember, my mistress.’ After scribbling a note, ‘Good. You seem to be a very well behaved slave. It appears that someone has already done some training with you. Was it your mother?’ ‘Yes, my mistress.’ ‘Have you ever punished another slave?’ ‘No, my mistress.’ ‘Since you are Alaytion it may be possible to sell you as a slave maid. To do so however you will have to be trained in the ways of punishing errant slaves,’ the woman said as she undid Jennifer’s shackles. She then.