I could hardly wait until lunchtime and in the meanwhile, I just had to find a way in there, since I didn’t have a key. It was finally time, to rele...se the class for lunch. I decided I would just walk right behind the next person that went in, and just act as if I belonged in there. If I got caught and was fired, it was not like I would be out much. Being a nosy female, my curiosity was getting the better of me. I saw a woman approaching the door, and I immediately got behind her, she turned. ”She stepped close in front of me and took my hands in hers.“I’m still quiet, reserved, and private in public,” she said. “But like the stereotypical mousey librarian, public and private are different. That day in Saint Martin changed me in one very important way; I’d like to show you.”“I’m yours to do with anything you will,” I said. “Short of injuries or obvious marks.”Louise laughed, “No ropes or floggers or anything like that!”“You have grown up!” I replied.“Lie down and I’ll show you!”I. Rosanne was a perfectionist and Lisa was spared nothing.Then they secured her hands behind her and put her feet in chains. Apart from the cold touch of metal to her skin it was not what she had expected. It was time by now to make the long journey up the many stairs to the ground.She felt foolish and degraded as she shuffled along, her chain clinking rhythmically, past the line of other prisoners. Most were silent as she walked awkwardly past them, her shaven head obediently bowed. With her. The girls who Barb had shooed off to dress had returned. All were wearing Levi’s except Paula who was wearing only a thong. When Barbara pointed out that there were a great many more packages being delivered, she replied that modesty was not an occupational requirement for prostitutes, and she was one.“Hah!” Barb responded. “You are no more a prostitute than I am.”“But you’re wrong,” Paula said. “Fred has never taken me without paying in advance.” Then blithely she added, “Although I have no.