The wintertime soon passed and the spring moved on into early summer. My sixteenth birthday came and went almost unnoticed which suited me in certain ...ays. I was always dressed as a young Edwardian lady should have been. My mother made quite certain of that.Around late July in the year 1908, there was a heatwave which was so severe that people were not only fainting but dying from it. I was struggling with the heat because not only was I wearing full-length dresses but also quite thick. Margery spent an interminable time there, totally unable to judge how long she had been there, or how much longer she would suffer, dressed as she was only in her revealing evening dress, with no underwear, shoes or coat.Three hours, which felt like an eternity to her, later she was taken out of the cell by two guards in ordinary Army uniforms and marched into an office. A short, fat man in plain clothes, who looked more like a bank clerk than a torturer, took charge of Margery's interrogation.. He said that was not a problem and then jokingly said "don't mind taking one for the team if I have to." We both had a good laugh and told him that I appreciated his understanding and discretion, which was never in doubt. As to when this fantasy may come to pass, only time and opportunity would tell. That’s how we left it and the topic never came up again.Several weeks later when Leah returned from her trip, I told her about the conversation Tye and I had. She reacted with a mixture of. "Sure did." Jason sighed. "Really, mom? The speedos, again?" As much as Jason liked the effect the speedos had on his mom, he hated squeezing himself into them. They were tight. They were way too tight and they pinched his balls. "Stop whining and just put them on," Jessica responded with a playful smile. "It'll make your mom really, really happy. And trust me when I say, that you'll like it when your mom is really, really happy." "Also," Donna added. "They won't be staying on for too long.