In San Francisco it’s a prosecutor. Los Angeles, a defense attorney.Each of the six professionals is a woman.We meet informally once a month to disc...ss some of my incest cases. What’s happening, what might happen, what I plan to do. By the mere fact of listening, they are placing themselves in legal jeopardy if they don’t report the activities I discuss with them.No one takes her role casually, they all realize that we’re talking about real people in potentially dire circumstances.When it is. Yes, and to Roger as well.Last night, with Marc and then her husband later, had been the beginning, the turning point in her otherwise fruitless existence. At last she felt the emergence of the real woman who had been so long buried beneath the layers of false modesty and Victorian prudery. She was no longer her mother's daughter--she was full, rich, red-blooded, alive.But tonight was still another major step for her, and as Roger neared the Peacock Gap house of Marc and Cindy Cord, she. Is that okay?”I was shaking and stunned. Something like 60 people were going to see me naked. Not only see me naked, but stare at me for 20 minutes at a time. Ryan, what have you done to me?I felt like turning and running but I didn’t want to disappoint Ryan.“Is that okay?” Dan asked again.I just nodded.“Right then, you can go and take you clothes off behind that screen, then come out and we’ll get started. Oh, I do hope that you haven’t got any strap marks, we don’t want to spoil things for. I think you will find something to your liking." He said as he smiled and invited her to look through the selection"I will not show my face so I will need to eat elsewhere. I am a proper woman." She said"Yes, I understand! My apartment is just through the door. Please go in there. I will stay here since it is my practice to eat while I work. When you are done you may return to your desk." He said as he smiled and nodded towards the door"I do not know. I really should go to my own home to eat.".