They looked at me cautiously, waiting for me to explain the ramifications of this."We're not in neurology, which would be bad," I told them. "That wou...d mean she had some sort of neurological damage. You know, brain injury, spinal injury, paralysis, something like that. Orthopedics is bones. They put you here when you have broken bones, and only broken bones."They became cautiously hopeful but I could tell they were awaiting a final word. It was understandable. I was too. About ten minutes. Dr. White said that it was so they wouldn't feel pressure to find something. He just told them to mingle and meet new people and see what the museum had to offer.Dusty was dressed in a tailored suit that was dark blue. It was double breasted with a silver vest that had blue threads running through it.Dusty was standing around trying to mingle when he noticed that Marie had come in. He was completely stunned by her look.She was wearing a metallic looking silver strapless dress that hung to the. The head of my bed was split into two with a narrow gap betweenthe two pieces. Whatever had my chain paused for a minute. Asynthesized voice told me to take off my clothes. I quickly hung up mybackpack bag. It was so heavy and my arms were so weak, I had to useboth hands to lift it. I stripped out of my clothes. I barely had timeto do so before I was dragged again by the chain. The track led downthe wall. Soon I was forced to sit, then lay down on the bed. The twopieces of the top of the bed. I dutifullyallowed myself to be dressed in my white satin corset, laced very, verytightly, frilly white satin training bra (that showed of my littlebreasts very nicely!), beautiful white stockings with bows at the back ofthe thigh, and little bows at the back of the ankles, and then Paige hadme step into full cut, white satin panties, decorated with little bluebows, and lashings of glass silk ruffles. Finally, she produced a pairof white high heels with ankle straps, that she helped me.