very impressed.” They went on to a room that was a dining room. It had a long table covered with colorful stones but the walls were yellow and the floor pink. It had a fireplace done up in the same way and a mirror was hung over it. Amber was glad to see that they had mirrors. She liked to admire herself when she tried on new things. She would ask him to get her one, telling him that she needed it to do her hair. Amber had seen several of the slave women with their hair done up in beautiful braids and swoops. Her hair would become her new favorite thing to style. Then they went into a very plain room. The walls were done in the gray and brown stones they had seen outside. This was the kitchen but it needed to be modernized. It had a huge old fashion fireplace for cooking but no modern means of cooking. Rokai nodded, pleased that they didn't have to do all that much to the house. A bit of furniture here and there and then they would be settled. They went back to the entry hall and climbed the staircase to the next floor. Each step was a different color. “This house is really a jewel box.” “ What is a jewel box,” Rokai asked her. “ A nicely decorated box that holds jewels.” When it was clear that he didn't understand her she lifted up the amber stone around her neck. “Like this one. That keeps them safe.” “ That makes you the jewel that the box is protecting,” Rokai smiled at her. Amber started to blush before she could stop herself. He may be flattering her, but that was just because he was so pleased with the house. He didn't know the first thing about her. If he asked, the first thing she would tell him was that she hated him for taking her away from her home. Rokai smiled at her and continued their investigation of the house. She could turn red like he was. He looked that. He would make her blush often. The room on the next floor was just one large room. “This is a gathering room,” Rokai declared. He was pleased to see that the room was in the same splendor as the rest of the house. Again they climbed the stairs. They found bedrooms, twenty in all between the gathering room and the roof. “ Which room would you like? You are good at choosing things.” “ Really?” she asked in disbelief. He was going to allow her to sleep in one of the fancy rooms. “I like the pink room that overlooks the brook.” “ Good, that will be our room. It is also just above my office. Once again a good choice.” Rokai opened his backpack and gently placed a chocolate in Amber's mouth. It was so good that Amber had to close her eyes, as she enjoyed the moment. Originally she had wanted to protest to sharing a room with him, but then she got caught up in the taste of the melting chocolate. Rokai took hold of her hand and went to their bedroom. The room just needed a bed, he thought. He needed a soft place to lay her down so he could make love with her. He looked over at her, wanting to see if she was having tender feelings for him, too. Amber was wondering if his kind slept on the floor. Was the bed just on the spacecraft for other species? She would need a bed, one with sheets, lots of sheets, and, perhaps, a pair of scissors. If she could just get her hands on some needle and thread, then she could do something amazing with those sheets. Amber had her arms crossed over her chest so he couldn't see her naked. She was feeling really self-conscious. This whole having to earn clothes thing was just too crude. “ What are you thinking about, Amber?” She couldn't answer that she was thinking about clothes, not after he made it clear that he felt that she should run around naked while he wore such soft things that hugged his muscular body. The picture of him naked flashed back at the hotel flashed before her eyes. That was another reason why she should have clothes on. Her thoughts were running away with her, in directions she didn't want them to go. “ I'm just a little cold,” she answered