I’ll wait until the music comes on my clock radio at 7before I get up and carefully cross the room to mydressing table, where I’ve left th... key to myhandcuffs. Only then will I be able to remove thetight, padded satin blindfold which has kept me in thecozy, warm darkness long past the rising of the sun.Now begins the morning ritual of undressing completelyfor the bath. First the long, billowy Victoriannightgowns, with their acres of soft, shiny silk; next,the task of unlacing the. ."A'moth and I would practice for another half hour, till sundown. We were working out about a kilometer from our home base, on top of a narrow ridgeline in an incredibly twisty maze of passages in a box canyon in West Virginia.We have our base camp in a cave whose only entrance is at the back of a deep crack in a sheer vertical wall of granite, over fifty meters from the canyon floor. The slit entrance is invisible unless you're right next to it, and it opens to a small limestone cave, high. Rising slowly he relaxes as he looks around the room and deftly uncoils the whip to coil it back on his belt, raising an eyebrow in curiosity at the table of instruments he nods his head in silent approval. Looking to the two exits of the room he frowns as he tries to recall Ravens instructions. Moving to exit through through one arch he changes his mind and spins to move quickly through the large stone arch and into to the awaiting darkness. The walls close in, the roof becoming lower until he. "The AI said you wanted us?"I nodded. "It's only quick. The AI reminded me that all the women are supposed to get pregnant fairly quickly. Can you two do the honours first?" Oh," Imogen looked at me with a slight smile. "Yes. I guess so. Roger?" I'd love to, you know that."I grinned at them both. "In that case, Dad, Roger, go get our favourite Imogen pregnant."Imogen giggled and pulled an unresisting Roger out of the room. I heard their own door click closed as I left a few seconds after them.I.