Asa knight he found himself taking her bold gaze as a personal challengeto his ability to master her. She may have been noble born but now shewas a sl...ave. She should act as such. She seemed ready to pull at herrestraints and try to flee - which was not how a slave should behave.She needed to learn her place.Calob found his response almost instinctive and wondered how much histhoughts were being influenced by his new biochemistry and instincts.He shrugged, dismissing the thought. This was. ..no he couldn't think that. This kid would be his neice! Chaz points to some luggage nearby and says questioningly "Bags?" Marie smiles a stunning smile and nods and Chaz takes her arm and walks with her to the escalator. Marie stops dead and looks down at it, then back at Chaz with complete trust. Chaz lifts her up and puts her on the first step and she squeals in delight as they go down the escalator. Marie locates her bags within minutes and Chaz carries them out to his convertible, tosses. “Well, if you need any help, I’d be glad to help you,” the salesman said, smiling, “I’ll be over there if you need my assistance,” he added, pointing to the counter with a sleek computer register, unlike the large clunky silver plated register he used at the hardware store. “Just ask,” he smiled and walked away.Chester nodded and walked towards the rear of the store to look at the red vest. He glanced at the price tag and gulped, “Fifty-two ninety five.” He stared at the number, “Holy. Heather had Pam's home address, and as luck had it, she caught Pam coming home Sunday evening, after a long, tough, fruitless day of looking through the swamps.Pam was a serious enough looking girl, Heather decided at the first look, although she seemed rather sunburned and bedraggled. "I understand you're the person that's been carrying on the Gibson's Water Snake investigation," she said by way of introduction."What there is of it," Pam said, a little surly and out of sorts. "It hasn't been.