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of the trip, keeping his voice calm and soothing. 
    Bill looked at April.  “Soothing self-important sports figures is his specialty.”
    John turned from the front seat and nodded.  “Trust me.  No one does it better.”
     
    *****
     
    They parked on the roof of a huge building in Dallas, and Bill helped her down.  He could see that she’d stiffened up again during the flight.  “Would you guys mind unpacking her while I show her around my place since she’ll be living with me?  I want to get her in the tub as soon as I can so she’ll be up to the evenings activities.”  He winked down at her as he said the words, and she blushed bright red.
    The other three readily agreed and he took her hand leading her to the elevator that whisked them down to the top floor.  “Unfortunately, you’re not going to be able to leave here much.  We can’t risk others knowing we have an honest-to-goodness breeder up here, because they’d go nuts.”  He opened the door and ushered her inside.  “I have a man who comes in every day to cook and clean.  I’ll arrange for someone to come and fit you for a custom wardrobe.”  He eyed her jumpsuit.  “As pretty as you look in that color, we’re going to all want to see you in sexy clothes, not jumpsuits.”
    He showed her the huge living space.  “This is the living room. ”  He pointed to the screen.  “All fifty thousand channels are available.  You can watch everything from preachers screaming at people for donations to porn, depending on your tastes.”  He pulled her along to the kitchen.  “Here’s the kitchen. You’re welcome to get yourself a snack in here, but leave the real cooking to Maurice.  He’s paid to do it.”  He pulled her to the dining room.  “We’ll eat in here.  Entertain if we decide to do some entertaining, but we’ll probably not do that much.”  He led her to a room with a desk in it.  “I set this up for you.  I thought you might like a study of your own.  There are tons of computer games here as well as any program you can imagine.  I don’t know what you like to do, but whatever it is, you can do it here.”  He frowned then, realizing the ad for the auction hadn’t included anything about her personality, only about her health, beauty, and purity. 
    She studied the room carefully, noting that he’d had it decorated in softer tones than the rest of the apartment.  “My degree is in creative writing.  Would you mind if I used it to write?”   She eyed the computer with interest, knowing she could do a lot with the powerful machine she saw in front of her.  The only computers she’d ever used had been purchased fifty years before and were relics.
    He slipped an arm around her hugging her against him.  “Of course not!  You can do whatever you want.”  His eyes met hers.  “Don’t worry about trying to make money, though.  I will support you in every way.  You’re married to me, you live with me and I support you.  The other guys just get an hour a night.”   He kissed her forehead, making his possession of her very clear.
    She nodded, resting her head against his shoulder.  She loved the idea of having a home base with him, and just visiting the others.  “That sounds good.”
    He pulled her toward the back of the apartment.  “This is my study.  It’s the only room that will be off limits to you, but only because I keep confidential client records in here.”
    She nodded, not at all offended. 
    “This is the spare bathroom.  It’s primarily used for guests, but feel free.”  He pulled her down the hall.  There were three empty bedrooms.  “I used to keep stuff in there, but I want these to be nurseries.  When the babies start coming, we’ll get a nanny so you won’t be overwhelmed, but for now, they’ll stay empty.”  He kept pulling her back toward the back.  There was a small room with a twin bed in it.  “This is for the nanny when we hire him.”
    She