"I saw a picture of a young woman on the table next to us. I took it gently and said, "Is this a picture of Laura?"Missus White smiled and said, "Yes,... it was taken last summer as she was leaving to play volleyball in a summer league." The picture was of a tall, slim young woman. Her eyes caught my attention. They were beautiful brown eyes that could calm the soul. I murmured, "I hope Brian meets her."Missus White said, "What did you say?"I stammered for a second. "I said that I hoped Brian. "Hello prisoner, I'm Tiffanny, (giggle) your first (um) interviewer!" "Um, hello, um, ma'am!" She picked up his file on the table, and smiled. "And I seeyouv'e been naughty before. We'll just have to see about thatwon't we?" "Um, ma'am, um what are you going to do?" "Nobody has told you yet? I'm surprised. But here we don't use much of the other things, equipment and such. It started becauseof restrictions on physical punishment. So we girls got creative.Wev'e learned to make do. I phoned Kat and asked her where she was and arranged to meet her soon in town. She sounded really pissed up on the phone so I knew I was in for a good finish to my nightKatI met Kat in the Stone Roses where we usually met up and I was right she was wasted. Her eyes were glazed over but to her credit she still had a beer in her hand when I found her around midnight. We danced and drank a bit longer but she was hammered and her mate who was driving wanted to go home so we piled into the back of. "Patty, you haven't talked to me in almost four days, and now that we're finally together again, well virtually anyway, you're sitting there in front of me fully clothed, and I can see that your eyes are red and puffy. You've been crying, more even than when you thought you'd lose your job last spring." You know Sugar, I know you too, I can see something is going on with you also, you're very upset and it's not just because of me. And by the way, you're not exactly in full Anderson dress.