Slaves and Telepaths Part 1
The Collection

Chapter 11

Even as Teresa pulled the car up to the house my instincts were screaming that
something was wrong. A gentle mental scan located the trouble, two unmarked
vans sat parked on the road, both contained federal agents. For a second I
thought of just moving on, but realised that this would just push the feds into
doing something else.

"Okay you two, enjoy your shopping." I said cheerfully as I opened the door.
Thankfully I have very intelligent slaves as both immediately caught on to the
sudden change of plans. "I'll call you on the mobile when I'm done."

Both girls nodded and wished me luck, then drove off. I casually walked up the
drive, trying to shake the feeling that I was being watched, because I already
knew that I was.

A rather nervous Asian woman answered the door. She was tall and slim, and was
obvious fishing for men because her dress left little to the imagination. She
looked much like the airline stewardesses Air Singapore would have us believe
work for them.

I smiled at her. "Tammy Yuii?"

"Yes, yes I am." She spoke with little detectable accent.

"I'm Jonathan Reel, we talked on the phone."

"Of course, come in, come in."

We settled on the lounge, where I thought through my options. I decided to take
a somewhat direct approach. I reached into my jacket and pulled a contract out.
Holding it in my hands.

"Before we go on Miss Yui, there are some questions I have to ask in order to
protect myself, they're all covered in this contract, but I simply wish to gain
confirmation before spending more of our time. Is that okay?"

"As you wish, and call me Tammy, please."

I pulled two small tape recorders from another pocket, starting them both. "Do
you mind if I record this? You may keep a copy, please answer vocally."

"Yes," she said, though she didn't sound sure.

"You full name is Tammy Yui and you are nineteen years of age." She agreed.
"Tammy, tell me the purpose of this interview."

She looked at me surprised. "Your here to interview me for a position as ..."
she faltered,, but when I didn't respond she continue. "... as your slave."

"Could you define slave for me please."

She sighed. "I must do anything you say or you can punish me."

"You sent an application to me some four or five months ago in response to an
advertisement I had placed, at this time was there anything to suggest that you
would be getting any rewards for applying."

"No."

I nodded, and looked down at the contract in my hands.. "Miss Yui, are you
employed by a government or law enforcemnt agency in any capacity?"

Tammy recoiled from the question, but I pretended not to notice. "Y-yes." Fear
coated her words.

"Are you currently, or have any reason to believe that you will in the future,
be part of an investigation into my actions, either business or personal,
performed by any government or law enforcement agency?"

Tammy was silent for a time, so I added. "If you answer untruthfully you will
invalidate any evidence you collect and face charges of entrapment."

Tammy answered quietly. "Yes."

I looked at her. "Thank you Miss Yui." I passed her the contract. "I want you
to think about your reasons and, if you still wish to become my slave, call me,
you have the number." I stood and turned towards the door.

"You still want me?"

"Of course, you are a beautiful lady, and I have nothing to hide. Make sure
that the choice is yours though, notyour boss'. May I use your phone to call a
taxi." I had given up on calling Teresa and Diane.