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Chapter 9 - Anne's Surprise The replacement taxi dropped me outside Manon Towers within 10 minutes. I felt a bit hungry so decided to take the goods lift up to the kitchen to get a snack to take to my bedroom. I pressed the button for the seventh floor, and as the lift went up I thought that it was surprising that I was home alone. I knew that Alex was staying at the club, but I expected that Anne would have come home with me in the taxi at 2.00. Then I thought that maybe her friend would be dropping her off. Stepping out into the kitchen, I heard some strange noises coming from deeper inside the house. It sounded like the radio had been left on! Anne usually had a biscuit or some cake around somewhere. I found a lemon cake in the cupboard and cut a slice. I put it on a plate, poured a small glass of milk and went to the breakfast room to eat it. The door was slightly ajar. The light was on and a thin beam cut across the hallway, which was good because I didn't have a free hand to turn on the switch. I pushed the door open with my foot, and as it swung back, I could see that Anne was home too. She was sitting with her back to me, back to front on a kitchen chair, with her knees apart, either side of the seat and her arms leaning on the back rest. I was just about to ask her how long she had been home, when looking again, I saw a pair of trouser covered legs facing me and sticking out from below the bottom of her pink latex skirt. As I stood there wondering what was going on, I realised Anne was sitting on his lap facing him, whoever he was. She was not just sitting on his lap either, but it was obvious that they were having sex, as she started to slowly bounce up and down. The fingers of a pair of male hands appeared around her pink corseted waist, holding her steady as she gently bounced. I decided it would be best to leave quietly and slowly backed towards the door. Unfortunately, it had swung back slightly. My elbow caught the handle and I dropped the plate. Anne froze in position and slowly turned her head to look around! "Sorry! Sorry!" I said. "I didn't see you until it was too late! I'll leave you too it!" A male head appeared around Anne's corseted side, under her arm. It was Ron! "Ron!" I said. "What are you doing here? No, don't answer that!" "'Evening Miss... er.... Victoria," said Ron, brightly, as though we had just met in the street, "had a good evening?" "I... er... er..." I stuttered. Anne slid back a little on Ron's lap and I heard the sound of his zip being done up! "It was OK," I said, pulling myself together, "I didn't know you and Anne were.... er... how long have you been seeing each other? No, sorry, its none of my business, just let me clean this mess up and I'll get out of your way. I was going up to bed anyway!" "I'll do that," said Anne, who had now got up from Ron's lap, "your 'cleaning-up' will just make it worse. Stay, drink your milk, talk to Ron and I'll get a dustpan and brush." She left and I sat on the chair next to Ron. "What an amazing woman!" sighed Ron. "I gotta thank you loads Mi... Victoria. If you'd not, moved here I'd never 'ave met 'er," he said in a very Ron-ish way! "How long have you been seeing her, then?" I asked "This is our first proper date," he said, "we met an' chatted at the house warming and hit it off straight away. An' we've been out for coffee an' stuff a couple of times too, but what really did it for me was, well, the latex! I mean I was already in shock when me an' Mrs. J arrived, what with your girls an' all being dressed up like they were. Then when Anne arrived, I thought I'd died and gone to 'eaven. I didn't really know where to look. Its always been a favourite of mine, latex, but you only see it in the films and stuff, I never thought anybody normal wore it, until I met you, and Anne. And she's a lovely round-y shape too. Can't do with those ladies that look like sticks. No offence!" said Ron quickly, looking me up and down. "None taken, Ron, none taken, in fact I would like to be a bit more round-y myself," I said. "Them new... er...." said Ron pointing at my chest, "they look really great on you. Should have had 'em done ages ago, they make you look just the right shape, if you know what I mean!" he said giving me a wink! "Thanks," I said, "I think." Anne came back again, gave me another plate of cake and swept up the mess, also giving me a frown for my clumsiness. She left again! "I've gotta go to bed after this. I'm dead on my feet," I said. "Anne is staying here the night, are you staying too?" "'Adn't thought," said Ron, "would be good if I could tho'!" "You must," I said, "in fact I insist. Its the least I can do after... er... interrupting you!" "Well OK, but only if she wants," said Ron, "I don't want to mess anything up, not this time, not at my time of life, not when I've found someone like Anne!" "Wait there," I said, "I'll go and ask!" I found Anne in the kitchen and apologised again for interrupting her evening. "Look," I said, "if you want to, I mean, if you are serious about Ron... no, its none of my business!" "Actually, he's the most kindest man I've met recently," said Anne. "Nothing is too much trouble for him, and, most important, he says he likes ladies like me, with a ladies shape!" "Yes, I know," I said, "he just told me he doesn't like 'sticks'!" "The trouble is," she went on, "I'm not sure if he really likes me dressed like this, in all this latex, I mean, you know its a bit of a thing I have, but that's just me! I don't want to give it up but I don't want to put him off either!" "From what he's just told me, I think that if you gave up the latex, you really would put him off!" "Do you think so?" "Look, what I came to say is that I just asked Ron to stay the night, if you would like him to. You're staying the night, or what's left of it, so Ron could stay too if that's what you want. I'm sure we can find something for you to wear rather than those usual Winceyette PJ's!" "You don't think its too.... well, too.... "forward"! she said. "After what you were doing when I came in? Do me a favour," I said, "Look it's really very simple, do you want to spend the night with him?" "Yes!" she said, grinning "but I don't think we will get much sleep!" "OK, lets go upstairs and find something in the wardrobe for you and I'll tell Ron where your bedroom is. And I don't want to see you before lunch time tomorrow, either!" She went upstairs and I told Ron where the bedroom was. I went upstairs to the bedroom to and sent her back down to Ron. She was wearing a black and pink baby-doll nightdress with matching, thong and negligee. I gave her a pair of matching pink "stripper" mules to go with it, but she insisted in keeping on the pink patent boots. "Ron's in for a busy night," I said to myself, smiling, "or what remains of it!" I slipped out of my dress, which took literally only a couple of seconds - "Hmmmm, a real Strippers dress!" I thought. Removing my make-up, I took a shower, not just because of the perspiration from the dancing at the club, but mostly to remove the dried cum from my chest. I was sitting, drying my feet and thinking that the polish on my toenails had lasted well when my phone went. It was Alex who was just arriving. I put on my negligee and went down to the kitchen to let her in. She came up in the lift and I noticed that it was now getting light. I checked my phone and found it was now 4.30. "Had a good night?" I asked. "So, so," she said. "You?" "OK 'til the taxi broke down," I said, "then after that things started to improve. Oh, Ron's here. He's staying the night too. It's a bit complicated, so I'll tell you all about it tomorrow, well, later today actually. I have just gotta go to bed before I fall over!" We said our Goodnights! ----- o ----- o ----- o ----- o ----- o ----- I woke up at 10.00, but somehow managed to fall back to sleep so that it was after 2.00 in the afternoon before I became fully conscious again! Ron had left, Anne was up and about, but Alex was still sleeping. "So, tell me about you and Ron," I said as we ate breakfast at about 3.00 in the afternoon. How did it all start?" "I was doing my rounds at the party and we went down in the lift together. I thought he was with the lady he came with... er Mrs J, I think he said her name was, but he said they just worked together. Then he commented on my dress, you know, the black latex mistress dress I was wearing. Something about feeling the texture of the latex. He ran his hand across my hip where the latex is pulled tight. It all seemed so natural that his hand found its way to the middle of my back. I just reached up, put my hands round his neck and we kissed. We were down at the cinema level by then, so I just dragged him round the corner into the Goods lift and closed the doors." "Wow," I said, "good thinking!" "Well, we kissed and stuff, but he wasn't doing much so I said I had got to go because I was supposed to be supervising the staff, so we sneaked back out and I didn't see him again that night!" "Oh." "Yes, then, a week or two later, he just turned up here. Said he was just passing or something like that, a likely story!" "No, he probably was, his sister lives in the city suburbs somewhere I think, so he was probably going to see her!" "I invited him for coffee. We just chatted, then, out of the blue, he asked me out. We have been out for a drink and coffee a couple of times, but he didn't seem to want to take it any further. I thought he was maybe a bit scared of me. He seemed a bit shy so I thought that it was my turn to invite him so when this VIP thing came up at the club, it was the perfect opportunity to find out if he wanted to take it further." "Well, I suppose you have found that out, since he stayed the night. And here was me thinking that you fucked on the first date!" I said smiling. "Yes, well, like most men, he just needs a strong woman to tell him what to do! Most men need that, they just don't seem to realise until you tell them, and he rather likes latex too! I can't believe that I've found someone who thinks that I'm not a bit strange!" "From what I can see, most men like a bit of latex," I said. "Yes, but just for the bedroom, for sex or for going out to clubs, not for everyday. They'd run a mile if you wanted to wear it when you went to the supermarket with them!" "So what does Ron think?" "I said the same to him, but he said I couldn't wear it too much. Anytime, day or night would be fine for him! But what happened to you, did you say that your taxi broke down?" "Yes," I said, "that's what happened. We were somewhere in the financial area, you know where all the big bank offices are, when he got a flat tyre?" As I spoke, the door opened and a bleary-eyed Alex came in. She poured herself a coffee and I continued with the story of what had happened to me whilst I was waiting for the taxi to be fixed. They asked lots of questions, until I got to the bit in the back alley, which they listened to in complete silence. When I finished there was a pause, then Anne said, "Why ever did you do that, he could have been anyone?" "She couldn't help herself," said Alex, "it's the hormones. You're on double dose now aren't you? Same thing happened to me! Couldn't help myself. What actually happened was, I couldn't perform, you know, get an erection, but I still wanted sex. Ended up screwing my brain up a bit, 'til I worked out what was going on and what I really wanted, but it looks like you've already worked it out Vee!" she said, grinning. "Did he have a massive one?" "Alex! Really!" scolded Anne, then, "how big was it actually, Victoria?" "Oh, just normal size," I said airily, "well, I suppose, I'm no expert on them, yet. But you might be right, Alex, I seem to be noticing men more and more since the Doc upped the dose! I didn't notice them too much before, but now.... when there's one I fancy.... but I suppose you have to notice them first before you can fancy them... strange isn't it?" Alex just smiled and sipped her coffee! "So when are you seeing him again, then?" asked Alex. "To finish the job properly! I can't imagine why you didn't finish the job there and then?" "We had to stop. He had to go back to work and I was afraid I would miss the taxi, but I've no idea when or even if I'm going to see him again!" I said "You did get his number, didn't you?" "No!" "Victoria, you're hopeless!" said Alex. "Look, if you want to see them again, you get their number. If you don't want to see them again, you give them someone else's number! I use one from a local double glazing contractor! "Why?" "They are always phoning me to tell me I need replacement windows, so I thought I'd get my own back on them!" "But I did give him my number, but the thing is, he doesn't know that I'm Trans." "Well it won't take him long to find out, if you've got in mind what I think you've got in mind," said Alex. "Are you going to tell him before, or are you going to keep it for him as a nice surprise?" ----- o ----- o ----- o ----- o ----- o ----- Whilst I was at Cindy's on Monday, Naomi came in with lots of forms for me to look over and sign. "These are the forms for all your name changes," she told me. "I have a Deed Poll form to legally change your name to Victoria Silver. When we get it back, we can use it to apply to the bank to change you account name and get you new cards issued for example and most of the other day- to-day stuff too. All the forms are there, you just need to sign them using your old signature, where I have indicated, then leave everything else to me." "Thanks," I said. "What we really need to get is a Gender Recognition Certificate, but you can't apply for that until you have been living for two years as Victoria. Dr Anita has agreed to provide the necessary evidence for you, so its just a matter of time now. Until then, your gender will still not be female, but after the two years is over and we have the GRC, we will be able to apply for a new birth certificate for you. Then you will be female officially! Oh and before you ask, there is no need to have GRS either, unless you want to have it!" "GRS? What's GRS?" "Genital Reassignment Surgery," said Naomi, "you know, like Alex has had!" "Oh, yes. Why do they use all these strange letters, its just so confusing. So, Alex knows all about this stuff then, doesn't she?" "Well no, actually, because Alex was Alex's male name too, that is, she has just swapped Alexander for Alexandra, but because she mostly used just Alex everywhere, she didn't have to change anything, because most her official documents were in the name Alex in any case! She did have to go through the GRC process tho' to get her new passport." It was all getting far too complicated for me, so I just signed the forms and handed them back to Naomi. Anne was waiting for me when I got home! "Any messages?" I asked. "Only one important one, the Ainsworth man wants to come and inspect the basement Wednesday afternoon." "What time?" "Three o'clock." "I won't be back from Cindy's by then, I'm having a complete nail rebuild, so I will be sitting around waiting for the polish to dry, I expect. Amy certainly won't let me leave until she's completely satisfied its not just dry, but properly hard. You know what she's like!" "That's OK, I can show him around. Actually, I rather liked being your PA the other day, I think I must just be a closet power junkie!" "Right, that's settled then," I said, "in fact, why don't you be my PA all the time from now on. If the Ainsworth's like the basement, I won't have time to look after it at all, what with me being at Cindy's most of every day. We have to begin my portfolio soon so that they can start doing the promo's for the new Trans-salon she's going to open." "She's opening a complete new salon?" "Yes, she says that she's had so much good feedback since I was in the paper and on the cover of that magazine, that she thinks that there will be too much demand for the space she has available. You know she's got a giant poster of me in her reception. Its so embarrassing when I go in!" "I don't suppose she wants to lose any of her other customers. She has some really important people going there and they wouldn't like it if they had to queue up to have their wrinkles fixed up." "You are wicked, Anne," I said, "just because you don't have any to speak of!" "Don't look too close," she said. "OK, so we will need to find someone to takeover your house duties, a cook or someone, and you can start as my PA full time. What does a PA get paid?" "Oh, I'll just do it, Justin pays me," said Anne, "and I like a change. You will just need to pay for the new Cook. I'll find a good one, just leave it to me, it will be my first job as PA!" "No, it won't, because you'll have to show the Ainsworth guy around!" "That's no job at all. I've got him right where I want him, well, I have his wife right where I want her. I'm sure he doesn't even breath too loud unless she says so!" ----- o ----- o ----- o ----- o ----- o ----- I came home late on Wednesday afternoon to find Anne, Mr and Mrs Ainsworth and another big guy with a blond crew-cut, sitting drinking tea in my breakfast room. Mrs Ainsworth was wearing an obviously very high- end pale green, designer suit, with a tight, knee length pencil skirt and very decorative stiletto shoes. They pronounced themselves very satisfied with the visit and the "facilities" in the basement, but had to go to get ready for the evening opening at the Club. After they left, Anne said that they had not been able to believe what was in the basement. They were blown away by the size of the dungeon and the equipment it contained, especially as it was attached to the suite of playrooms with their changing rooms and its closeness to the swimming pool and cinema. "I was thinking," I said, "the new cook is going to be paid less than you were as a housekeeper, so, I'm going to pay you the difference between your pay and hers as a bonus - its only fair! And where did you get that suit? You look very sharp!" She was wearing a gold lace skirt and a satin pussy bow blouse in the same colour, black court shoes and a black short jacket with a nipped in waist. Her hair was swept up into a tight bun! "Just some things I had in my wardrobe," she said, "but I never wore them together before!" "So, who was that guy with the Ainsworths?" "Kurt, their head of Security. He's South African! He's got a very strange accent, I could hardly understand what he said!" "But I thought their head of security was... Oh, never mind! What happens next then?" "He says he's got an event in mind, but he will call us back when he's checked some stuff out!" "What do you think he's going to do?" "I have no idea and they certainly didn't give any clues when they were looking around!" "It'll be a "Hot-and-cold-running-whores party with frolics in the pool and sex scenes in the schoolroom with pretend under-age school girls, or something similar!" I said, "which he can't really do at his club. He probably has some big-wigs who go there and don't want to get found out by their wives!" "Well, I was thinking." "Yes?" "You know when I was cleaning up down there after you had first been inside with Alex, I found this a Control Room down there full of computer screens and stuff. Its only small and its got a sort of secret door. Its just behind the stairs down to the dungeon." "You never mentioned it before!" "I'm sure I told you! Well, it must have got forgotten with all the other stuff that's been going on. I thought it was another cleaning storeroom because you have to open it with a special security key, the same one I have for the storeroom where we keep all the cleaning chemicals and disinfectants for the pool and the Jacuzzi. I think its the computer control room for the whole of basement, just like the one for the cinema. There seems to be a screen in there for every room and then some left over. There must be hidden cameras somewhere in each room. I bet if we hid inside when Ainsworth and his crew come back, we could watch and find out what was was going on!" "Brilliant!" I said. "We'll check it out at the weekend! "OK, Miss PA, lets have a night off and go out for something to eat! My treat!" We ate Italian at Carlos. It was quite mid-week so there was no problem getting a table. We ate and chatted like two ladies who "Lunch", but in this case, it was two ladies who "Dinner". I found out during the conversations, that I really admired Anne. She had given up a promising career in fashion to marry a man she loved. She had had two children with him and after bringing them up together, he had left her for a younger model when she was in the prime of her life. He had never discovered her liking for fetish wear, even though she had tried several times to hint at her preferences. But now, alone after her children had left home to start their chosen careers, rather than give up on life, she was out there picking up the pieces. She knew she could never get back into fashion having been away for so long, but that wasn't going to stop her from doing something she really wanted to do. She just had to find out what it was first! What Anne had said about the Control Room turned out to be entirely correct. We called Alex over and went to explore on Saturday. Not only were there computer screens for every room, but many had multiple cameras that you could switch between in real time. Not only that, but there was a set of large herd drives on which you could record the output from every camera. The dungeon even had a set of infrared cameras, so you could see what was happening even with the lights off, although it was in black and white only. Alex turned out to be a real "Techie" and soon had the hang of all the controls, making Anne and I walk into various rooms to test out her theories about how it all actually worked. The next week passed in banal normality, with the usual visits to Cindy's and work in the gym, except that Anne was busy interviewing people to be our new cook and also for a part time cleaner. On the Thursday afternoon, I got home and found Anne in a state of excitement. "Its Ainsworth," she said, "he's got a client who wants to use the basement!" "Ah," I said, "that's good! Did he say when?" "Saturday evening. Its a surprise birthday party for some woman VIP member at the club. Who books a dungeon for a surprise birthday party? It'll be more like a "shock" birthday party!" she said, making quote marks in the air with her fingers. "Anyway, its starting at six and finishing before midnight. The security will be at three in the afternoon with some other people who are going to set everything up!" "I suppose if your into big birthday bashes, there are only so many "new" things you can do, and if you are into trying out a dungeon, why not do it on your birthday?" "Your a born salesman... er... saleswoman, Victoria Sliver," said Anne, smiling. "What about catering? We won't have the new cook by then, will we?" "No, but its only going to be a buffet for the security before they start and drinks with snacks for the guests when they have finished. They are bringing everything with them. All I have to do is serve it. Easy Peasy!" "What are we doing Saturday, anything in the diary?" "No, nothing! But I was thinking, we can't hide in the Control Room for the whole evening, and there's no way in or out of it where they won't be able to see us come and go! Alex said that there is a timer system on the recorders, so we can set the cameras up to watch everything automatically and then look at it all on Sunday to find out what they've been up to!" "Good Thinking, Batman!" I said, smiling. "And I got this too," she said, holding out a smart phone. "Do you need a new one?" I asked. "If its for the house, I hope I paid!" "Its for the house, but its not for me. Look, I've downloaded the House App, but its not a complete phone There's no SIM card, so you can't use it for calls, but you can use it to control the house. I've locked all the settings except for the ones for the basement and the dungeon. You can even use it to sent the Goods Lift up and down to the basement. I thought we could give it to the people who use the space, so we don't have to get involved. They can just set things up for themselves. We don't have to be there at all, unless we want to be!" "Anne, your a genius - we can just meet and greet to see who we have, then sit back and watch the money roll in!" I laughed. "Just think, it will probably cover the cost of the new cook in the first few months. I'll have to cut you in for a bonus!" "You already have, don't you remember?" ----- o ----- o ----- o ----- o ----- o ----- We were waiting in anticipation as the clock approached three on Saturday afternoon. I was dressed casually, in tight white figure hugging pants, white stiletto ankle boots and a close fitting top that showed off my figure and especially my new boobs, which I was getting to like, especially the effect they had on men. I really loved it when they began a conversation talking to my chest, and loved making them squirm when they realised that I knew exactly what they were thinking. Anne was in full PA mode, wearing a dark pencil skirt suit and carrying a clipboard. "What do you need that clipboard for?" I asked, "everything's been taken care of in advance, hasn't it?" "Yeah, but I'm not letting them know that," she said. "Keep 'em guessing. I don't trust that Ainsworth and his wife, an inch!" "But how will a clipboard help?" I asked. "Ask me a question, then. Go on! I'll show you!" "Er.. OK,.. er.. may I go and make a coffee, please?" I said, not able to think of anything sensible to ask on the spur of the moment. Ann consulted the top paper on her board, even looking at one or two below the top one. "Sorry, madam," she said, "I can't let you do that, its not on the list!" and laughed uproariously. "Hmmm," I said, "that might come in very useful!" At that moment, the doorbell went. We were off and running! We went down in the lift to the rear door and found a large van-type bus. It had three windows along each side fitted with darkened glass and I guessed it could seat about ten people plus the driver! Kurt was at the door. I suggested that he put the vehicle inside the garage to make it easier to unload and Anne showed him how to open the doors with the House App. We set a time for their pre-arrival snack and left to let them get on with their work. We went back upstairs with instructions for them to phone us if they wanted anything. We went straight to the computer screen in the Office and logged onto the CCTV to see what they were doing. We had a good view of them carrying in boxes from the back of the van and storing them in the basement office, but they disappeared with them into the dungeon via the Goods Lift before we could see what was inside. There was nothing else to see so I gave Anne a hand setting up the refreshments that we were serving at 5.00. We took everything down to the Cinema space, where Anne had set up some tables at the end of the room. It was quite convenient as the guests could use the cinema seats to sit and eat. Anne had got the maintenance guy, Mike, to arrange them in squares rather than in their usual rows. We went back upstairs and watched as the crew ate. There were six in all. The guy who was driving the bus, two workmen and two guys for security, plus Kurt, the boss. At six the driver and the two workmen left, leaving the two security guys and Kurt. All went quite again. Anne want down to retrieve the remains of the buffet and returned with them on her trolley. I could she on the CCTV that was joking with Kurt whilst she was clearing away the buffet remains. "We have to keep out of the way now," she told me when she returned, "Kurt says that the first of the guests will be arriving soon, then the bus will go back for the others. They want me to serve the second buffet at about 10.30 He doesn't know exactly what time they will want it, but it will be after 10 for sure." "Hmmmm! Two bus loads, that's about 20 people, so Ainsworth only has to charge ?50 a head to break even - I should have asked for more! I mean, ?50 for an exclusive party in a private dungeon, they will be biting your arm off!" "Come on," said Anne, "we don't want to miss the first bus load arriving. I wonder what they will be like?" We went back to the office and set the camera up to show the entrance gates. After about 20 minutes, the bus arrived. The gates opened and it drove inside the garage like before, the doors closing behind it. We switched camera views. The driver got out and went out of sight of the camera around to the back of the bus. Two men we hadn't seen before got out of the side door. They too went around the back. A security guy came into the garage from inside the house too. "Pity there's no sound," I said, "it would help us to know what was going on back there! I hope there's sound on the dungeon cameras!" "Yes, there is," said Anne, "or at least that's what Alex said!" "O M G.....Look!" We stared in disbelief at the screen. The two men from the front of the bus were helping someone to walk from around the back of the bus. There was one each side of the person, holding them up, one on each arm. "Zoom in a bit!" I hissed to Anne who was operating the screen. We could now see clearly that the person being helped was a woman. A woman wearing a tight, black, shiny corset. "Has she been taken ill?" I said to Anne. "No! Look!!" Anne's voice was almost cracking with excitement. "They have got her in chains!" She zoomed in more as they stopped by the front of the bus. We could see clearly now as they stood directly under one of the garage lighting clusters. She was a tall blond woman, not thin, but not fat either. She had large breasts and hips. We could see that, because the corset she was wearing was topless. They looked out of proportion to her much smaller waist, but Anne said that it was because she was tightly corseted. As Anne scanned the camera down we could see that she was also not wearing anything below the waist either except for a pair of high-heeled thigh boots, the same colour as the corset. Each ankle had a cuff fastened around it and a length of chain was stretched between them. She had no pubic hair either. Anne scanned the camera upwards again. It came to rest on her face. She was wearing a neck collar which forced her chin a little upwards. Above that there was a sort of heavy-duty padded eye mask cum blind fold that came well down over the eyes. Her long blond hair was done up in a high pony tail, so that the blindfold straps passed around her head under where the pony tail was fastened. As we looked, we could that the straps also held earmuffs in place too. In her mouth was a large ball gag which was attached to the blindfold straps with a second strap that passed under her chin. They turned her around a few times, to confuse her direction we thought. Whilst she had her back towards us, we could see that her arms were held there, together, inside an all enveloping single glove that stretched from her hands to almost to her shoulders. A strap attached it to a buckle on the back of her collar and a chain ran down from a ring at the bottom of the glove to the middle of the chain which stretched between her ankles. We were speechless! They marched her away to the Goods Lift and disappeared. "OMG, Anne, what have I got us into?" I said. "What's going to happen to that girl?" "I can't watch any more of this," I said, "I'm going to go up to the bedroom to watch the TV instead. Call me if you need me!" I started watching some program about how the earth was doing to be destroyed by asteroids, but must have fallen asleep, because when I awoke it was 2.30 am and everything was quite. I tip-toed downstairs, but everything was shut down and in darkness, so I went back to bed again. The next morning I woke up and found that Anne was bringing my morning tray of tea into the room. "Sleep well?" she asked "Yes thanks," then, "anything in the diary for today?" "Well, Alex is coming over at about 2 this afternoon," said Anne. "Oh, that's good! Did she say why?" "She's coming to watch a video with us." "Really? What video.......! Oh, shit! Oh, pardon! OMG Anne, what happened last night. I'd completely forgotten about...!" "I don't know, I shut everything down about 10 minutes after you left and nothing had happened by then either!" "So we don't know anything?" "No! Nothing except that everything has been tidied away. You'd never know anyone had been here at all!" "Can't we go and look now, I can't wait until this afternoon!" "I don't know how to play it all back, Alex never showed me. I thought of going and trying to look at it myself, but what if I wipe it by mistake?" said Anne. "Oh, well, we'll just have to be patient then! But I'm not very good at doing patient!"