"Here Sophie this will dofine. I should have got you one earlier. Punctuality is insistedupon here." With that, she took David's hand and clicked it o...erhis wrist. "There sweetie .... hope you like it."David looked down. The watch oozed femininity. Little brilliantsindicated the hours and the hands equally had brilliants set intheir outer points. "A bit dressy for everyday wear perhaps, but sopretty I couldn't resist it! Courtesy of the Foundation." And of course you will need a bag. I brought. She was a very attractive woman who appeared to be in her mid 30's. She had brown eyes, long auburn hair tied in a pony tail, and an impish smile on her lips that suddenly turned into laughter as we realized that we were both there for the same reason. She noticed the white skin on the ring finger of my dark tanned left hand, and said " looks like Judge Pearson finally cleaned out his in basket ". He was the Judge who handled most of the simple no-fault divorce cases, and apparently we had both. This one is naked, except for a pair of black Doc Martens boots. She has been set to collecting wood. Her arms are filled with a pile of dead sticks gathered from the forest floor. Her torso carries scratches from where her load has snicked her skin. Her face carries beads of sweat. It’s been hard work on a hot day.“How’s your tea?”“Uh?” Jenny hasn’t touched it. She has no idea how long she has been looking at the images of the girls.“It’s OK. I think I understand. Even in the world of kink,. I sighed. "Oh, Alistair. I didn't want you to know. I figured since she wasn't actually your sister that you wouldn't have to meet her and be exposed to her shrewishness. I hoped you could keep vaguely happy memories of believing you had a sister. I'm sorry." I suddenly worried I'd have to choose whether to 'harden' him, until I realised that in this altered history, he didn't need it. He was much more confident, had less survivor's guilt, and didn't have that same urge to sacrifice himself for.