.” he said, his voice trailing off as the implications hit him.His reaction was exactly what Maddie had been hoping for. The only question was how l...ong she would let him dangle before letting him off the hook. Long enough, she hoped, for the lesson of what could have happened to really sink in. It was possible that once he was off the hook, he would quickly put it all out of his mind, but that was a chance she was willing to take. The longer she let him think about it, the greater the. The suit got off on nine, slowing me down even more. I moved over to the panel and smacked the close door button a couple of times which seemed to amuse the courier. The button was useless. The elevator doors closed in their own sweet time. After an interminable wait, it began to rise again. ‘Running late?’ The courier asked. I turned, about to snap at him. He was young, probably couldn’t drink legally. He was fairly trim but rather sloppy in the hygiene department. It looked he lost his razor. She opens the bars and comes in."O.K, Fifty; just get yourself ready and you can go to breakfast." Er, Mistress, you have caught me before I have — you know — been to the loo. Could you, err, give me a moment?" Of course, off you go." She goes on standing there with her arms folded."But, erm, I'd rather be alone..." I still haven't got used to the complete lack of privacy that the slaves are expected to endure."Mmmm, you probably would," Jo is sympathetic but firm, "but life is different for. I mean, the girls seem to have accepted me, or at leastthey're pretending to." That's because they know the consequences if they don't." What do you mean?" Everybody has been briefed on what will happen to the company if youleave." I don't get it." The Consent Decree was part of a global arrangement with the Metaboleanplaintiffs, who agreed to settle for a little less in return foryour?humiliation. If you don't last out the year as a woman, the companywill be forced into bankruptcy."So I have.