There should be an invitation, a slow seduction, the gradual revealing of hidden desires. And so it was that the lady, the older one in the little pic...ure, gave me my instructions. To undress. To stand naked and unashamed. To touch myself as a lover would. With care and respect and understanding. Once on the bed? Pillows just so! This girl lay back and watched herself spread her legs and reveal herself completely. Now the person in the mirror sent me to the bathroom. To pee. And to touch as I. Until now."Gwen LaRusso tells me that Stacey is back home Freddy. Do you remember Stacey?I played dumb. "I think I kind of remember her. Didn't she graduate several years ahead of me?" Mom, however, has never been stupid."Don't play stupid Freddy. It's quite annoying. You know damn good and well who Stacey is. Lord only knows how many times I found your yearbook open to her cheerleader page, and a sticky sock or two nearby."I started to protest and then thought better of it. "I saw Stacey and. Richard wanted a professional, someone who understood whatever statement he was trying to make with the roundhouse, someone who could produce a sleek and modern planting design to go with it. Richard and the site manager would just see through all her ideas. She considered just not turning up, sneaking off and hiding out in her van instead, but not for long. She knew couldn’t let eveyone down by not turning up, if they didn’t like the ideas she and Kevin had come up with then so be it, it. 'You'll be shaved in your cell once a week, prisoner' said Madame Mindy, putting the trimmer back on the table.'No I won't, young Lady....I'll be out of here in two days. I'm not staying the whole week now' I thought to myself. But I dared not speak. I kept my eyes on the floor.'Now go on down the corridor, please'.I jangled off down the corridor again, as fast as I could in the ankle shackles. Madame Mindy’s high heels clicked behind me on the stone floor. My cuffs were hurting more and more..