“No thee bloody can’t,” Signalman said but it were too late Tommy had door open.Poor Tommy never seen a lad porter in a uniform jacket and nowt ...else except for stockings and suspenders afore. So he fainted.He was in waiting room at the station when he woke up.He had to go home be way of Doncaster on account of line being blocked and next day had to report to shedmaster to explain why he hadn’t kept a proper look out.“I had trouble wi injector see,” he explained, “These Gresley engines are. Now, I'm a domestic in my own home. For three fucking years.There was no running away from it. No hiding.I had traded my life away.* *The next afternoon, we finally stopped by Fantasies to pick up my toys.Miss Savannah attached a pink collar to me and led me into the shop."A leash?" I asked."It's just for show. Go with it." Aren't you supposed to trade me something for me to wear it?"She smiled. "Now you're getting into it. Okay. What do you want towear a collar and leash?"I thought for a. It was easy as we both had jobs which required travel and allowed the maximum opportunity for some healthy extra curricular nights. The tale I am about to relate is of an attempt to blackmail me with incriminating videos of my wife. The story begins with a Jiffy bag containing a video tape being delivered to me just before Christmas. The note attached said I should watch the tape and consider what its deleting is worth to me. I couldn't resist watching, thinking that it was a prank by my wife. ” I flipped up the basket enough to have it slide down over my wrist to the elbow and used the hand to collect the second bundle, not releasing her. She took the bundle, and then pulled the basket off my arm and placed it in the cart.“Since you’re helping me, you’ll need both hands,” she muttered. She moved to behind the cart -- slowly, so as not to disengage my hand -- and started pushing it up the aisle. “I need some wipes,” she said, pointing.I snagged them with my left hand and tossed them.