'Who was that' Joanne queried, 'My Grandfather', I retorted, as we continued descending the stairs, to be confronted by an old man, standing at his op...en door.Joanne screamed and cowered down, suddenly the reality of her nudity and being seen, unnerved her.I stood to the side, so his view of her was unobstructed, 'Joanne, stand up', I ordered her, 'You know the arrangement'.As she rose I stole a look at him, and as she straightened, his face lit-up proportionally, then looking back at her, she. One cuff was secured on each wrist and attached to each cuff was a leather strap that would then secure me to the caning table.The assistant, who I saw had a name-tag telling me her name was Mrs Watson, put on my cuffs and smiled as she told me, “Miss Holmes is a real terror. She is only nineteen-years-old but one of the best disciplinarians we have.”I knew the comment was made to ensure my obedience, but it also confirmed to me just how young she was. I heard the clapping and cheers from. ”“Except for you and us to dance it.”“Yeah.”“Make her an extra special guest star choreographer,” Eva chimed in. “I’m sure spreading her work to the East Coast would not be something to be rejected. And it would inspire your own perfection, yours and Angelique’s.”“A co-production,” Lindy nodded. “The Aerie Dancers and ... What in the hell do we call ourselves?”“Aeries and Faeries?” Ger suggested. We laughed. “Of course that would exclude all but two of us, and the most temporary. " I sighed quietly. "I do miss it, though, sometimes. The sky just doesn't feel the same elsewhere." Finally," Billy panted dramatically as we stepped out of the undergrowth and tree line into a cleared field packed with people, lanterns placed here and there for light.Making our way towards the center, we passed people in various stages of grief. Some were openly weeping, others looked like they'd withdrawn into themselves, a few were angry. I spotted several of my one-time enemies, though I.