That ribbon looks nice around your neck. Would you like a few more ribbons on you?"I agree and he pulls out several long ribbons from his bag. He walk... me through the placement of each of them. First he ties one around each ankle, leaving a long end hanging from each ribbon. Then he ties one around each of my wrists, again leaving a long end hanging from each one. Next he takes one and ties it around my waist, moving the bow around to the back. Finally he takes a final ribbon and attaches it to. ”“Not unless you are a voyeur,” I said, jokingly.“Oh, trust me, I am,” she replied with a smile.Now things were getting warm in my office.“So remember Tessa?” I asked.“The little tart you fucked the other day?” she asked with a wink.“How do you...” I started to say, but stopped.“Her friend came in, with a similar story to Tessa’s,” I said.Then I proceeded to tell her all about Tarryn’s visit. I explained how I had used the feather on Tarryn’s nipples, and how I was teasing her with it and. Another step, then another until I was finally completely covered by water. All impressions, senses and thoughts finally calmed by the stillness of the lake. True freedom at last. One last thought lingered, about the true circle of life perhaps being more closely related to water than to earth, ash and dust. A sad smile covered my face before I closed my eyes and let myself sleep, some final pictures of my life spinning through my mind, from water, to in sickness and health and then back to. A lot. On top of that, Brownlee had to watch as I personally pinned the bars of rank upon the new Supervisor of the Data Division, one Myron Milton. The Supervisor bar was like a Warrant Officer in the Army: silver with three black squares inside it. This promotion might normally been Cindy’s task as Myron’s immediate chain-of-command boss, but Myron asked if I would do it personally, and of course I was happy to pull rank and do so. And there were other reasons, as well… Curiously, Myron’s.