”It was a wooden bench, but there was no center section, Amber forced to spread her legs to put her knees on the widely spaced bench. Her head was f...rced between what could only be described as a pillory, her wrists locked in with her neck as the top was pushed down. Amber tried to move her head and arms but she was pinned tightly until she could barely breathe, forced to stare straight ahead at her mother. She felt straps around her ankles, another just behind her knees, feeling them pinch her. “Doctor? Where am I?”Then Clara heard a gentle knocking sound coming from behind her. She craned her neck as much as her bonds would allow, looking in the direction of the sound. On the opposite side of the control room, there was a large glass cylinder. Standing inside the cylinder was a tall, slim young woman not much younger than Clara herself, perhaps about 5ft 10 in height. She had smooth pale skin, luscious long red hair that glowed like fire, and long shapely legs that seemed to go on. We girls need to know our options for pregnancy and maternity facilities, and post-natal medical treatment for babies, and for young children.”Ruth smiled down the phone, and her humour came through in her voice.“Nothing to fret about, Frances, I think your name is?”“Yes, Frances. We girls are mostly at university, and all opted to have Reg’s children, so we have eight women with babies. None of us are legally married to Reg, much though we would like to be. Jessica’s new one was born a few. " "I was afraid Beth. If you went crazy and told everyone at school, then what? How many boys do you personally know that want to be girls?" "None" she admitted. "That's what I mean Beth. I had to keep it a secret. Not even my parents knew until a few days ago, and they found out by accident." "It's okay Joyce." As she got up she told me she would be over the next day.I slept better that night, but visions of people laughing at me kept haunting me, and the more they appeared the more I.