. yourstocking tops are showing."I lower my hand and fiddle with my skirt, knowing it is useless, thenstraighten to continue paying attention to the b...riefing."We have zero tolerance of skiving, gossiping or otherwise wastingcompany time here, do you understand sissies?"We all chorus, "Yes Ma'am." Therefore, each of you will have an ankle chain connecting you to yourchair, to stop you skiving off and gossiping with your little sissyfriends. If you wish to go to the little sissies room, you must. In my hand, I had a white cane with a red tip, the standard cane used by a blind person. I walked up to #711 and walked in. I tapped my cane around like I was trying to find my way. I saw two men standing at opposite walls and keeping a close eye on me. A receptionist was sitting at a desk filing her nails.She said to me, rather brusquely, "What do you want? Didn't you see the PRIVATE sign on the door?" Excuse me, Ma'am. I can't see anything. Isn't this office #611?" No, it is #711. Now, will. ’ Finally, she thought, and she was so relieved that she almost forgot to answer him. ‘Oh, yes, that sounds perfect.’ Silence. ‘So, what have you been up to since high school?’ ‘Oh, college, you know. I’ve just recently joined my father’s company.’ ‘Oh that’s exciting.’ ‘Not really.’ Heidi couldn’t believe the sad resignation in his voice. She had always pictured him has having his life all set, being happy he didn’t have to work hard for anything, but he seemed to be unhappy with his life.. School officials released the followingstatement 'We are deeply sorry about the tragic events that have unfoldedat our school over the last few days. We are sorry to lose such apromising young man and our wishes go out to his family and friends.'Funeral services are being planned and information will be provided onceavailable." Included was a picture of a burned corner of a building. Youcould even see my red Mazda Miyata parked out front.The paper slipped from my grasp as shock set in. I.