"All I could do was lay back on the bed speechless as she began to untie me. It was like a dream...maybe a dream come true, but it could just as easil...y be a nightmare.I found it difficult to sleep that night, half because I was not used to wearing the device and half because I kept replaying the evening's events in my mind trying to make sense of all of it. The next morning I found it challenging to shower and to pee but with a little effort I was able to manage. Later that night, I worked up. "You have some things you want to say to me. Why don't you just sit down and say them?" I am still headmistress of this institution, and you will address me with due respect." She glowered down at the girl."You are in danger of losing that title and finding yourself in another role at a related institution. How long do you intend to try fencing for advantage before you get to the point?" This is the kind of disrespectful misbehaviour that brought you here. Do you understand that?" Her voice. ?Thirty percent.? The slave boy muttered quietly, his voice still rasping and dry. The only time the boy was allowed to speak was when he spoke with delivery men, telling them how much tip he was allowed to give. The man nodded, taking the extra from the wallet. Looking down at the boy knelt before him, the Chinese delivery man dropped the wallet into the bag of food, and carefully, taking care not to burst the bag, hooked the handles behind the boy’s lower teeth, pressing the slave’s lips. She struggled to keep her balance through her delirium. She wanted to touch her. The two pieces fell free, and Lorienne continued to unbuckle her own chest plates as her partner set the other pieces aside. Volante pulled the breast plates apart and then lifted them at the shoulder. She pulled slowly, careful not to catch the soldier's hair in any of the joints.Lorienne immediately sat down on her cot and balanced her head on her fist. She felt as if she might tumble forward if she wasn't.