Preferably in silk or satin. It's his birthday today."The assistant went the same colour as me, but soon entered into the spirit of it. She insisted a... first on talking to Jennifer as if I was a small child whose opinion was not important, but Jennifer made sure that it was clear that the lingerie was for me. She asked my opinion of every skimpy item that was shown to us, and I had to feel the softness and comment on the colour and lace trim. I tried to cut this humiliation as short as possible. I had planned on just resting my eyes for a moment. The warmth that enveloped me caught me off guard and I was soon fast asleep. The fact that I was wearing most of my travelling clothes, and the lateness of the day, were the only things that saved me from getting an unpleasant sunburn on my first day in the southern sun.I awoke to the sound of the beach patrol buggy traveling along the water's edge. I waved as they passed. I could feel my skin warming on the exposed parts of my body. I figured. But Karen shook her head. She opened her black bag and took out the bristly jute rope, the one she they had used last time, which Laura had forgotten. The coarse, brutal, painful rope."Use this one," Karen said, eyes veiled."Not on me," Laura said. "It's so..." Cruel?" Yes." Use it on me. Tie up my breasts with it." She reached back into the bag and fished out the nipple clamps, linked by a foot-long brass chain. "Then these."Each time they tied one another up, they did it differently,. The bad news is you can never go back home." He was addressing JJ and her girls but could see in their minds that they really didn't care.They would all miss some of the keepsakes in their home. JJ wished she could keep some of the mementos of her dead husband. She wished she could get some of the pictures of the girls when they were little too. The girls would miss some of their 'things'. They were mature enough to know that things really didn't matter much. They had each other which mattered.