They were a brilliant shade of emerald green and, at the moment, were narrowed into a look that warned me I was in dangerous territory."I paused as I ...remembered looking into Marg's eyes for the first time. I chuckled as I remembered how quickly the look in her eyes transformed into words as she snapped at me, "Did you get a good look, pervert?"Nonplussed, I replied, "Oh come on! If you didn't want men to look, you wouldn't dress like that. I don't blame you, though; they are spectacular!"Marg. "You've looked in the mirror, haven't you?"I crossed my arms over my chest. "What does that mean?"He laughed. "Your appearance, Charlie. Even if I didn't have a biasedopinion, I would say that you are beautiful."I blinked, nearly turning around to verify his statement in the reflectivesurface behind me. Instead, I merely clenched my jaw for a second untilthe urge passed. Then I shook my head."So, Charlene is liked because she's pretty?"He shrugged, then nodded. "You could say that. It also. We were going to try some new things. Over the weekend many of the bruises on Jess' body had just about vanished. Well we would start working on that next week. AS I had instructed Jess was naked for me to do a thorough inspection of her. I told her the staff was really easy on you on Friday but if need be we will have to work something out so they can have a whole day to use you as they see fit. Day Six. Another Monday. we had the routine down pat and were at the office before 6 a.m. As usual. Four of whom had told me they would be choosing Dmitri and Henry. So many emotions flashed through my mind; anger, resentment and most of all, disappointment. With a quick glance around my feelings seemed to plummet even further if that were possible, because Henry and Dylan both had three girls standing behind them, leaving Dmitri, the man I had feared most since he arrived a few years ago, without a slave girl. "Girl?" asked the master gruffly. "Who do you choose?"I stuttered for a moment,.