"And so Melody took Lorraine's hand, and they followed him.The man lead them for a while, and then they saw ahead a wooden archcovered in flowers.Then...as they got closer, and Lorraine saw a root coming out of thebottom of the arch, and realized it hadn't been built, but grown,somehow.Beyond the arch, Lorraine saw two long tables at right angles to eachother, one with three chairs the other with only one.In front of these there was a podium with a large chair behind it, andLorraine was sure that. Stop stalling and tell me where I can pick you up, so you won't get shot by the cops. You will have your day in court and can explain everything there."Sarah was going to continue to try to explain, but that flatfoot was not listening to her. He had already made up his mind, she was guilty, the evidence said so. I hung up the blower. "It's no good talking to him, Sarah. He already has you pegged as a criminal." Sarah began sobbing and I held her in my arms while trying to think how to get us. ‘Don’t you have a home to go to?’ he had teased Derrick. ‘Yeah…an empty, lonely place.’ came the reply. Sorry to hear that.’ Ralph said. ‘You married, Ralph?’ Derrick asked. It was the first time they had strayed out of the comfort zone of football scores and musical tastes. ‘I used to be but my wife left me.’ Ralph replied. ‘Oh, I am sorry.’ Derrick replied. ‘Well, that’s the way the cookie crumbles.’ Ralph started to retreat into his safety zone but a little voice cried out “Break Out! Break. "Strip!" ordered Erica again, displeasure clearly evident in her voice. Janet quickly got to her feet. She knew that this would occur, and she had planned for it carefully. She had worn a blouse, skirt, stockings, and sensible heels. She unbuttoned her skirt, folding it carefully on the chair. Next came her blouse. She removed her shoes, and the garter belt and stockings came next. Finally, she removed her bra and panties, and stood silent and naked in front of her Mistress. Erica.