When lady Shaw told me I had a teacher relief swept threw me only to to be quickly followed by the familiar mix of lothing and apprehension I was used to. I didn't want a trainer anymore then I'd wanted an owner but i was determinded to get an education so I could make a life for myself.<br/><br/>When the knock at the door sounded my whole body tensed and I watched silently as Lady Shaw glided to the door and opened. I listened intently to her greeting and felt like I couldn't breath when the man walked in.<br/><br/>The first idiotic thing that popped into my head when I saw him was 'is he wearing a skirt?' I blinked and tried to think strait. No it's a kilt I told myself taking in the rest of his appearance. It was far better then 'owners' but I couldn't decide if that was a good or bad thing yet, time would tell.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath I summoned a weak smile "It's nice to meet you Mr. Goodfellow." I said unable to repress the slight edge of sarcasm in my voice or the look of boredom in my dark eyes.