"I see, so now tell me who I am," I said."I can tell you who you were and I can tell you what your condition is, but that is not nearly enough to expl...in who you are. You should read your biography to get all that. You always want to know what happened to your brain since you don't remember much." he said."Yeah Royce, tell me that," I said dreading the answers."For one thing your memory is gone for the most part. I have heard this so many times I know the story as good as any doctor," he. ’ What he really wanted was to be let out of that tube, but this appeared to be the path he had to follow to gain release. She turned to her dresser top fussed with the selection of cosmetics gathered at one end of it. After a moment she settled on clear lip gloss with just a hint of pink in it, tweezers to thin his eyebrows, and a pale blue eye shadow for his upper lids. Randi made him take a few tentative steps in those slippers and sit on her scroll-backed chair while she worked quickly and. ” Birch said. Despite the situation, Emi wanted to laugh. Mr Smith indeed! Could he not have been more original in choosing an alias? The desire to laugh hysterically faded suddenly. A growing anger took its place, and she felt like this because she was scared. And yes, she was humiliated, standing here like this in a room full of clothed people, but this was what Birch wanted, and to let him down was unthinkable. To disappoint him in any way would hurt her terribly, far worse than any. Fiona didn’t have long to dwell on the matter as she felt hands grab her waist from behind, the hands quickly moved up her waist onto her 38dd and began groping her. She couldn’t believe this was happening, is this how she would now work? As a office fuck toy.She spun round and stood face to face with Gary the office trainee. Gary was only 17 but tall and handsome. He walked Fiona over to her desk and bent her forwards so her hands rested on the desk.“Gary........what are you.......”“Shut up.