Not wear any underwear of any kind.2. Remain hairless below their neck.2. Wear only clothes appropriate for a teenager at a Mediterranean night club. .... Will wear no more than one layer of clothing.As Siobhan was reading the document a number of loud gasps could be heard and there was quite a bit of quiet chatter.Siobhan got to the end of the page and looked at her expressionless father. She was dreading turning the page. She had expected her father to pass the business to her when he retired. Soon the library was filled with people. Lucia was the first to point out an issue with celestial time. Mark had been offered his employment at2 PMFriday, November 1, 2019. Lucia’s Citizen ID was 16. She was third from the last of eighteen people to take the first elevator ride at1:57 PM, December 21, 2018. With her boosted memory, she also knew her group walked out at2 PM, exactly 168 days before Mark was offered his employment. Mark’s employment offer came exactly one local orbital year after. The butler smiled and winked at her in the hallway. She supposed that she had made it over the two-and-a-half-day threshold, but she was by no means in the clear. She imagined she could at least spin enough stories for a half-year. Maybe longer if she turned to fiction. Perhaps a few years if she delved into the public libraries at the Academy. That afternoon, she sat at the little table in her room, writing to her Mistress at the Academy. Maybe the older and wiser woman would have some good. My body seemed to glow in the warmth of the candle light. I lay naked and horny as a toad. My world collapsed that night. He walked in completely dressed, wondered what I was doing and told me I needed professional help. I cried for days and buried my sexuality for years after. Between the experience with my first husband, and now John’s rejection of my sexuality, I got the message that maybe the men in my life were right. I was oversexed, or worse, had a deep seeded problem.“Over the next.