"We know and that's enough." Her fingers moved up to lightly trace my cheek."Is everybody okay?" I asked. "Rachael?" Oh aye," she nodded and moved in ...loser to me. It was clear that she was lying in the hospital bed with me. I don't think that is normally allowed but then again this was Leanne. I doubt a whole hospital full of doctors and nurses could stop her from doing whatever the hell she wanted to do. "Rachael's fine; everybody's fine. Yer the only one who couldn't seem to stay out of the. There was no other vehicles around it. The parking lot was well lit with the big lights on poles, but you could not see into the truck standing on the ground. The main thing was that it had one of those cabin like things at the rear of its cab.We parked close enough to see the driver when they came back from the restroom, but not close enough so they could get our tag number or whatever. (I think my husband is somewhat a paranoid)In a few minutes a young man approached the truck. He was alone. . As Lucy entered, she was very glad to have Ruth with her. The locker roomwas completely empty, almost spooky. Nevertheless, the two girls choselockers at random. Lucy changed into her bikini and headed toward one ofthe showers.Lucy briefly noticed the pink mist rising in the shower, and wondered ifit was her imagination. She forgot about it though, jumping at Ruth'sshriek from the next shower over.Apparently, Ruth had lost her bikini top. . . America" and "I need... to be... restricted', she says, all tothe thumping music.I go back to the dungeon scene."I'm too weak to resist," I mouth silently in my study, my eyes fillingwith tears of despair. "Just once before I die, I have to be the girlin those chains."The climax comes suddenly and intensely, fuelled by the heady cocktailof imagining myself female, and imaging myself restrained. There isbarely time to reach for the box of tissues, before I am spurting andspurting, paper.