It's the sort of scene that draws your focus away from anything and everything and puts it all on that screen. That's exactly what happened.Suddenly I...felt the cool metal of the handcuffs against my wrists, one pair on each. I jumped in shock and tried to pull away, making it quite clear that this isn't what I wanted. V had already attached both pairs of cuffs to one another behind my back. I started to demand an explanation for his actions, to struggle free, believing that he might just be. Then the staff cleared the room fora disco - of course, James & Allie (I mean Mark Antony & QueenCleopatra) led the dancing; Allie managed to hold her own train - thankgoodness! But as soon as they had begun, Paul turned to me and asked mefor a dance: I tried to say no - my legs were tired, the costumewouldn't work.......(or even, 'I don't want you to get any ideas'), buthe insisted and steered me onto the floor.I just stood there wondering where to put my arms - I couldn't justwave them around. I still know how to drive."He laughed, and said, "Let me call, or should I let you call? Oh, and cut the paperwork to issue yourself an Army driver's license. Since you haven't had the courses for the various vehicles, I'll have to sign it to override the requirement."He called and had a long conversation with the Commander there. They had men to drive their trucks and could be down here by five thirty, setup before seven, and serving by eight. They needed power, water, and sewer. The. I had been at the apex of my mania: young, drunk and wild, hanging on the arm of my handsome new husband. Eager to provoke controversy I had dressed that night in a black latex miniskirt barely long enough to cover my bum, stockings that made no pretence of reaching my hemline and corsetry that pinched in places, accentuated in others, exaggerating my natural curves. We had prowled the summer night, ghosting through the alcohol-fuelled parties, jealous, disapproving and lust-filled eyes all.