She opened it up, slid the left side off her shoulder, then shook her left arm out of the left housecoat's sleeve. Again using her left hand mom pushe... the housecoat off her right shoulder letting the garment hang from crook of her bound right arm.Once done with taking off the housecoat as far as she could with her right arm secured behind her back mom started on her nightgown. As she did down stairs mom finger walked the nightgown up her torso. Whimpering and flinching as she worked the. Their procedure though, did not allow for the errors that the councilors race had encountered.The first councilor was shocked when they all agreed upon this course of action. Opening up communication with sub-commander Triot, the first councilor's fingers drummed impatiently. Triot was still having all the damage repaired that the bitch Cliveastone had caused. A sudden beeping of his communicator made him grimace when he saw who it was.Bowing low when the image cleared, Triot steeled himself up. Please e-mail comments to [email protected] and let me know what you think of my story.? I am always looking for ideas and invite suggestions.Chapter-3First Brainstorming MeetingOn Monday morning, everything started as perfectly ?Normal? as had been happened over 20 years in the company. All the employees came and started doing their work until lunch. During lunch time, everybody chatted and discussed the things as they usually did everyday but one more topic was added on that day. It. ’ Taylor followed Laura on his crutches, pushing his way through the crowd, and quickly realized that they were on their way to Culture’s enclosed part of the tent. The security let them through without any hassles, and then Laura pulled him through the people on the inside towards a tent room at the back. ‘Are you girls descent, can we come in, ‘Laura shouted to the occupants. Jenny replied from inside, ‘yes Ann’s finished dressing.’ Taylor followed Laura inside, noticing Jenny and Ann sitting.