When Parker walked through the large white door she did a double take.

"This is my room?"

"Well part of it.  The closet is through that door and the bathroom through that one."

.Parker looked around again, she couldn't believe it, maybe this change wasn't all bad.  Her uncle had taken the liberty of decorating her room exactly the way Parker would have.  With two of the walls painted red and the others black the black flowered bed spread and red throw fit perfectly.  The bed sat in the middle of the room, a couch and a full length mirror to it's right by the closet and bathroom, and a desk to it's left on one of the red walls.  She looked across from the bed to find almost the entire wall covered by a huge television. 

"I can't believe it, this is so beautiful!"

Nate hugged her from the side.

"I'm glad you like it."

"What's that door over there for?"

"That'll be your personal slave's room.  Unless of course you'd prefer them sleep in the quarters or on your floor as some masters or mistresses would."

"Do I have to have one Nate?"

"Yep, rules of high society.  You wanna pick one out or should I assign one?"

"Oh just go ahead and assign one.  But please don't let them disturb me until tonight, I'd like to unpack and settle in on my own."

"Okay sweetheart."

He hugged her again just as the last of her luggage was carried in.  Parker put the first suitcase on the bed and pulled out her ipod, put in headphones and began to work as the songs shuffled through.

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Photo: Parkers room

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