“Linda, I have been instructed that you may remain as an observer but please do not speak or become involved in any way. Do you understand?”“Yes... Miss,” Linda replied meekly.Liz thought that she detected a submissiveness in Linda’s voice. Opening an envelope which was on her desk, Miss addressed Jackie.“I am the Manager and the Head Punishment Officer of this Correctional Punishment Centre for Women. You will refer to me as “Miss” while you are in this Centre."Miss read the paper which had been. She knew the man was getting a great view of her legs, all the way to the crotch. For once, she knew the stockings would have an even greater effect. Her legs had to look simply super in them.The lights began swirling with her. The colors shifted according to some sort of pattern she couldn't figure out. Not that it mattered. She was lost in the music. Dance, dance, dance. Her entire world became wrapped up in her performance.She began sweating. The room was too hot for her. A quick touch at. This one's on the house." Thank you." Vanessa slid a ten across. "Keep the change, sugar."The strawberry drink slid like iced perfection down her throat. Sheresisted all of four seconds before she sipped the car bomb. SharpGuinness, smooth Bushmills, sweet Baileys. She purred as she finishedit."I think I could grow to like this." She murmured.Maybe, but you have to get back to the hospital."Just one more drink." The jukebox started, a slow dreamy dance. "Andone dance."All right.She stood.. " Cut that out now Steven. I'm serious." Now I thought you were Betty Ann, but if you want me to call you Serious instead I'll be happy to do that. Pap, Cletus have you met Serious." That got both of them to chuckle."You do know that I am still holding this pitcher of tea." She was fine. We will call her back next week after the inquest to set an appointment for both of us." Thank you." And off she went into the house."Well, I almost got my second baptism." She wasn't even close. Takes more to.