“I want the first one to be bigger than that,” I told her, noticing the square footage was just over fifteen hundred square feet. “At least two ...housand, maybe up to twenty-five hundred,”“In that case, I like this one,” she pointed to another. “If I were going to build my dream home, it would be this one.”“That’s the one, then,” I told her. “I want you to work with the contractor from beginning to end. You pick the colors, the materials, the flooring, the fixtures, everything. Build it as if it. “They won’t be upset?”“They might be. But it does them good to be reminded that I’m not their taxi service at least once a week.” She laughed. “Come on, let’s go. You can offer me a drink at your place.”“Guess I don’t have a choice then.”“No. You don’t.”I didn’t live that far from the school, so it felt weird getting a lift, but it was worth it just to ride in Clarissa’s car. She had one of those cute little super-minis with a folding metal roof. It was light blue, which matched her eyes. She. Yes, that’s it. Nice. Hold it there.” For the next 10 minutes or so, my uncle proceeded to direct me to hold a variety of provocative poses. He finally lowered his camera and looked at me, turning his head slightly to one side.“You know, Tara, I can already see your nipples poking out anyway. Why don’t you go ahead and lose the t-shirt?” I figured that my uncle knew what he was doing, so I removed my shirt. I had never been shy about showing off my body, so this didn’t bother me in the least.. Still shaking his head Colin faced the door to cell nine and waited patiently as it opened to Adele’s command.He smiled when the opening door revealed a young woman. He and Yana entered the cell and the woman rose to her feet.“Hello,” began Colin, “I’m Colin Hadden.”“Leslie Visser,” replied the young woman with a dip of the head. “Are you going to be my master?”“So you accept that you’re a slave?” asked Colin in his turn.“I don’t accept it but I know enough of the ways of the galaxy to know.