. you want, I could come back for another sitting. You know. If you need more time.”“Thank you. I’ll look over all the sketches tonight and let ...ou know tomorrow. See you, Kendra!” I headed out.By class time on Thursday, most of the campus had settled to a normal pace. We’d had two days of snow that left us wading through six inches as we moved from building to building and that always changes the way people move and act. I don’t just mean the occasional snowball fight or guys pulling girls. .." Mind your place, Slave," I said softly. No emotion. This was a cue to Vonda, that she was treading on dangerous ground.She hung her head. "Yes, Master."Surprisingly, this was turning into more of a test for my already established slave, than for my new one.I pulled out a pair of large scissors, and handed them to Vonda. "You can do the honors."For a few seconds, my slave's mouth flopped open and closed, like a grounded fish. She realized that there was nothing she could say or do. She took. "My eyebrows raised and I smiled in pleasant surprise, if she's any good, I might be able to sing a duet or two with her. As she started with, "Love, soft as an easy chair..." I decided instantly that this is a lady I could sing with and maybe more, if she's willing. I checked the book and sent "You Don't Bring Me Flowers" up to the DJ as a duet for Judy and I. I called for a waitress and ordered a Long Island Iced Tea for me and another of whatever Judy had ordered for herself so that it would. Once downstairs, Marjorie put the television on, first to a Long Islandcable news station, then bouncing from channel to channel to see if therewas any news. But there was no mention of it."That's good," she said. "That's a good sign."Tina felt a twinge of hope. Marjorie began to make supper. "Sweetie, callMeredith and Alyssa. Invite them over. Don't try to face this alone. Tellthem it's for dinner if they haven't eaten yet and desert if they have."Meredith was first. "What's wrong? You sound.