Then my imagination went into overtime and I got worried if I didn’t report it something could happen that was even worse. I am embarrassed that I o...erreacted. I had no idea that a man and his… evening’s companion would make those sounds while being intimate. I have never heard of such a thing. I am the one that called the police, I thought I was doing something right and stopping something wrong. I do hope you can forgive me, Mr. DeLuna. I promise on my Edward’s grave, I will never interfere. What's g..going on - what are you doing" he managed to say, his vision slowly decreasing until it seemed like he was looking through the wrong end of a telescope. He had expected to have been led down to a cell, to await his final transfer to the destination prison - he had certainly not expected to be taken into, what was tantamount, to a hospital operating theatre. He felt his forehead being cleaned and then the sensation of what felt like a cool gel being spread over the cleansed area before. June made no attempt to introduce the man accompanying her, either. “Can I buy you a drink? Or are you keen to look around?”“A glass of white wine would be good. To be honest, I don’t have much idea what there is here. I wasn’t at all sure what to expect.”June turned to the bar tender and ordered Allison’s drink. “Well, Kink Collection have got a display area in the next room with their latest stuff. They are big on bondage equipment. Some lovely chromed steel restraints, even a range of cages. The only question was, who would investigate the noise first?"Tom?" My voice came from my room where Other Tom had been napping."Shit..." I mumbled."Come out!" Dianna called, moving so her gun covered both me and that hallway.Other Tom emerged into the living room, stopped, and immediately put his hands up as he saw the gun. "Oh, hey, ma'am. What's going on here?"Ma'am? Oh, right, the changeling only had my recent memories, so he didn't recognize Dianna. She recognized him, though."What...?.