'I swallowed deeply. I was able to move my hand quite freely now and slowly I reached to the paper.My hand touched it, my blood mixed with that of the...girls and I spoke, 'I agree to be bound, I agree to live the life of the one whose name is on the paper.'My head was spinning slightly. Things were changing, I was changing. The woman was getting taller or I was getting smaller, I couldn't tell which. It was as if I was drunk. I looked at the girl eye to eye. She was now the same size as me. It. I was quite taken by her and I wondered if there was a little mischievousness lurking behind that smile... if she was staying in the same hotel... if I would see her again.I threw on one of the hotel robes and started to make myself seem a little at home. There wasn't much of a view but at least the window opened for some fresh air. Then there was a quiet knock at my door which took me a little by surprise - the greater surprise came when I opened it. There she stood. "You left something behind. ”The lock-up was behind a wire mesh gate at the end of the hall. The guards had a clear line of sight down the entryway. There was a steel desk with a console, cell monitors and two guards in addition to the Sergent in charge. Even though lights had been turned down low, I could see ten cells with solid green steel doors along three sides of the interior of the lock-up.The Sergent unlocked the steel mesh gate and said, “Cell nine is open. Put them in there.”The gate was half-open when I kicked. Obviously very curious, they lifted the top portions of the white boxesoff. Scotty saw folded, shiny neon pink latex, while Lowell?s new latex-based outfit was a bright, polished orange.Pulling them out, they saw that they were bodysuits. Each of them had ahole shaped like an inverted valentine at the breast area, while thejoints and the crotch had patches of the more flexible lycra fabricattached to them.Scotty was wide-eyed with awe. "Woooow...!" his softer, breathier voiceexclaimed.Lowell?s.