I nodded and let the visor guide me. Of course, it guided me to the changing room. I sighed, changed into my skimpy clothes, and then meekly returned to my cell. I sat down on the bed and sighed again. I was only there for a few minutes before words appeared. Please take care of any personal needs then change into the clothing provided. I looked, and the nook was open. I hadn't heard it. I stepped over to find boots and one of the skintight jumpers. There was a tube of sunblock and a floppy hat. Ten minutes later I was ready to go. Two minutes later the guards arrived. My visor dimmed even before they had me shackled. * * * * When next I could see, I was being hugged by a chair, my hands trapped by the table. I thought that was ridiculous given all the running around I'd been allowed, but I didn't say anything. Jessica Maple was seated across the table from me, Jasmine beside her.
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