I could tell by looking at Ann that she was uncomfortable. She seemed to be looking around her surroundings in search of something and she was trying to convey something to her compatriots through gestures that did not mean anything to me immediately. Finally, Ann took action which made what she had been doing clear. She walked over to the trough at the far end of the room, and, squatting over it, relieved herself in it. Evidently, the candidates had not had the opportunity for some time to tend to this necessary function, because Ann's initiative in this respect initiated a procession of the other candidates to the trough where each, in turn, and in full view of the others relieved their bladders.
Having satisfied my curiousity as to what Ann was doing, I told Carol that I was ready to move on. Carol said that was fine as it was getting near time for dinner and that she would escort me to the dining room.
We found our way back to the main house, and I saw a knot of people standing near the entrance to the dining room. I recognized the Administrator and he motioned for me to join him. I also recognized Chloe from the interview with the Administrator in Manhattan. Like Carol, she was wearing the cape which fastened at the neck. She was standing to the Administrator's right and just slightly behind him.
"Robert" the Administrator said "I'd like you to meet Gavin and Louise. They like you are here to watch their candidate's training."
I shook hands and exchanged greetings with Gavin and Louise. They were both my contemporaries age wise, but I could tell from their accents that they were not from New York, at least originally. Gavin spoke with a distinct British accent and Louise had a pronounced Southern drawl. They were each wearing the same type of robes as I was. Also standing at each of their elbows was a person wearing the cape which I now had come to gather was de rigeur for the graduates of Davenport who were on duty. Next to Gavin was a light-skinned black woman. I took note of her very short hair and red lipstick. At Louise's side was a tall male, in his late twenties. No one addressed these attendants and all conversation was among the sponsors and the Administrator.
The Administrator suggested that we go in to the dining room for dinner. When we did, I noticed that there were placecards indicating where each of the sponsors should sit. There were also places for the attendants, but instead of chairs for each of them, there was the very same type of kneeling bench that I first saw at Ronald and Gloria's. As we walked in to the dining room, I saw that the capes were all designed and fastened in such a way that as those wearing it moved, they fell open to the side providing a glimpse of the otherwise naked bodies of the attendants.
Dinner was, for all the unusualness of the setting, rather straightforward. Table conversation was bland and anonymous as we each shared a preference for not providing each other with too much in the way of biographical information. The attendants did not speak.
After dinner we were urged by the Administrator to go to the meeting room, as the candidates were to be brought before us. Our attendants led us to the meeting room and made sure that we were all seated comfortably in one of the stuffed armchairs. Then each of the attendants spread their capes in front of where we were seated and then knelt on these capes at our feet. The Administrator stepped to the center of the room and spoke.
"My friends" he said. "We are going to be bringing in our new candidates for review by you shortly. This is the first phase of their training. You will understand our objective shortly, but we can talk about it later."
As the Administrator finished speaking we all heard in the distance a very odd series of sounds. There were thumps, jangles, and even the sound of small bells. The noises, which I could not interpret, continued and seemed to increase in volume and proximity. Then, as the pair of doors to our room swung open, we saw the entrance that the candidates were making.
The candidates were divided to two groups and were on all fours, each group tethered together and pulling what looked like two chariots. The two men pulled a chariot with the red-haired trainer I first saw in the second building. The four women were likewise entrained and were pulling a chariot with the other trainer.
The chariot with the male candidates passed by me first. I noticed that the leather harnesses that passed over these candidates had in some places the small bells which accounted for the jingling noise I had heard. The candidates proceeded in front of me on all fours. I observed that their legs were encumbered by a special brace which kept their legs in a flexed position by tethering their ankles to the back of their thighs by a foot long strap. Their knees were covered with a thick pad. In this way they were unable to stand and could only proceed on their hands and knees. They also were impaled with a form of butt plug to which was fastened a streamer of leather strips. In effect and appearance, these were like horse or ponytails which were twitching back and forth with each stride.
Following this chariot was the one being pulled by the female candidates. Ann was in the second rank next to the other girl in her thirties. The two younger candidates were in the front. Like the men, the women were tethered together and wore the same type of leg braces which prevented them from standing. Each wore a type of headgear which was topped with feathered plumes, much as one might have imagined other ponies to have been decorated when they were paraded on display. Again like the men, the women were fitted with "tails" except that in the case of the women, the "tail" material was affixed to a small strap that connected two gleaming metal probes which had been inserted into each of the girl's anal and vaginal openings. The girls seemed to be proceeding a little gingerly as they towed their chariot toward the front of the room. I watched Ann closely as she strained a little against her burden and I observed that if she did not maintain her posture she ran the risk, owing to the profound size of her breasts, of scraping them along the ground as she crawled forward.
The two chariots were guided to corresponding resting places on each side of where the Administrator stood at the front of the room. I was quite surprised by what then ensued. Without warning I heard Ann let out a sharp yelp indicating obvious pain. I looked to see what it was that caused it, but noticed simply that Ann had fallen to one side and seemed to be clutching her abdomen. It was also becoming evident to all that this was not part of anyone's script. I rushed to Ann's side and saw that she was in serious agony.
At my insistence, we disentangled Ann from her accoutrements and drove her to the nearest hospital, which was in Lake Placid. There Ann was examined and then given some medicine to relieve her pain, which was waxing and waning. Within a few hours the diagnosis of kidney stones had been made. After getting the recommendations from the local staff and after conferring with my internist as well as a telephone consultation with Justine, we decided to transfer Ann to New York Hospital for treatment where, it was hoped, the kidney stones would be shattered by the focused delivery of sound waves in a relatively new device. If that did not work, surgery would be the alternative.
Ann's stay at New York Hospital was brief and successful. Within 36 hours Ann had been treated, the stones were shattered and passed, and Ann was given some guidance on how she could avoid, or at least minimize the chance of recurrence. I was delighted when Ann's doctor told us that Ann would be released from the hospital after his visit the next morning (Saturday) at around 7:00 a.m.
I was sitting next to Ann's bed in the private room I had arranged for her later that Friday afternoon when we took a moment to reflect on the whirlwind events of the past few days.
"I'm glad that you are feeling better now, I was really upset when I saw how much pain you were in." I said.
"I never experienced anything like that" Ann added. "Well I guess we'll go back to Davenport" she continued.
"I don't think so" I said. "I think the impetus of the moment has passed and I'd just as soon we left that part alone" I concluded.
Ann's gaze assured me that my preference in that regard sat well with her too.
Hospital Interlude
Towards the end of the day, one of the residents appeared at the door to Ann's room with a crew of four medical students in tow.
"Glad to see that you're doing much better" he said as he flipped through Ann's chart. "If you don't mind, I'd like to give these second-year students a chance to practice some of their physical examination skills."
"Why not?" Ann said, "but I want my husband to stay."
The resident nodded to the first student, a young asian woman who first closed the door to the room and then approached Ann. With seeming competence, she took Ann's blood pressure, examined her eyes, ears and throat, listened to her heart and lungs and palpated her abdomen. The whole procedure took about five minutes and the resident only interjected a few comments along the way.
The second student, a mature looking young man was just slightly less proficient, which was evident in his need to reinflate the blood pressure cuff several times before he was satisfied that he had an accurate reading.
Disaster, of sorts, struck for the third student. This doctor-in-training was a young looking male who did not project any sense of confidence. At the point where he stepped behind where Ann was seated in bed, to listen to her lungs with his stethoscope, he, like the others before him, unfastened the draw string at the top of Ann's hospital issue nightgown so that he would have access to her back. Unlike what had preceded him, in his clumsiness he knocked the gown off her shoulders, so that it fell around her waist, leaving Ann seated there with her bare breasts exposed to the entire group. Ann made no move to adjust her situation, and as I surveyed the room, it was obvious to me that all took notice of Ann's impressive dimensions. The young student was mortified by his gaffe and succeeded only in making things worse as he reached around to lift up the fallen nightgown and managed only to quite conspicuously seem to grab Ann's left breast. I recognized a familiar glint in Ann's eyes and I knew that her exhibitionist tendencies were being stimulated by her predicament.
Finally, the young student managed to compose himself and complete his examination. The fourth student, a young woman, managed also to professionally complete the routine exam.
When the students were finished the resident thanked Ann for her cooperation and asked if she would mind helping a little further by allowing his students to do an internal exam. I thought that Ann would not wish to submit to this indignity so many times, but Ann was quick to indicate her willingness to cooperate. The resident proceeded to drape the end of Ann's bed and to place her feet in the stirrups. I stepped to the rear of the room and watched as how, with her legs now splayed apart, Ann was open to the view of the resident and his charges. Ann's shaving habits were also evident. I watched as the resident donned his gloves and after applying some sort of sterile lubricant, inserted his digits and identified for his students the different anatomical structures that were evident to him. Each of the three students followed in turn and, thankfully, there were no other mishaps.
Sharon and Ann turned out to become good friends as Sharon started her legal career with us. I was happy that there was no jealousy between them. Indeed I was fortunate that none of my employees had strained relations with the others. In fact, Jodi and Allie were sharing an apartment with each other and Maria was a frequent overnight visitor when she did not feel like going home to her apartment in Queens and would rather spend the ni ght in the city.
I decided that I wanted to take a vacation and raised with Ann the thought that we might go away together for a week or so around Labor Day. I thought it important to include Ann for several reasons. First, my attentio n had been diverted pretty much among all the people working with me and I sensed that she thought she might be losing her confidence in the primacy of her relation with me. Second, I had become more assertive relative t o Ann, directing her more forcefully to accommodate me and really not paying much attention to her sensibilities. Third, in fact I liked her very much and cared for her too.
I realized that the South of France was ideal for vacation late in the Summer and after checking with our travel agent, I booked a suite at the Hotel du Cap in Cap d'Antibes for the week around Labor Day.
Ann, as I anticipated was quite thrilled with the notion of "our" vacation. In the week before we were scheduled to go, Ann told me that she was going to go out to Vanities to pick up some items to round up her wardrobe for the trip. I decided to go along for the show. In the car ride out, I asked Ann whether she was sure that no one else at the store, knew about my viewing room. Ann reminded me that the only entrance was from the rea r of the store and that those who worked in the shop only came in from the front entrance. Ann asked me if I wanted to go shopping with her, I told her that I would try and enjoy a few hours watching the goings on at Van ities. Ann dropped me in the back of the store and I made my way to my perch.
I was not expecting too much activity, because it was the end of the summer so I thought that most of our swimsuit business was over. In fact the first one in to the dressing room was Ann. I watched as she tried on two bikinis and two one-piece suits. One was particularly sexy as its side were cut away from the side and the fullness of her breasts were exposed. Ann made her selections and my attention turned to two of the other rooms which were now occupied. In one of them was a familiar face. One of the local network affiliate newscasters was in trying on a one piece bathing suit. In the process, I was given a view of her really outstanding body . At one point she stuck her head out of the door and evidently invited a companion in to express an opinion. Her companion also had picked out some items to try on and so the two spent a few minutes in that crowded roo m taking off and putting on different items. Soon enough, Ann let herself in to the room and we decided to get a bite to eat, see a movie and then head back to the city.
On the evening of our departure we took a limousine to the Pan Am terminal at Kennedy for our non-stop flight to Nice, France. It was a typical hot and humid late summer day and we were both dressed casually. Ann was w earing light slacks with a man's undershirt (not the T-shirt type) covered by a light nylon shell. We had a little time to kill so we browsed the magazine racks and then had a drink in the first-class lounge. Finally, o ur departure was Announced and we made our way on to the plane. There was a shriek. "Ann!" "Debbie!" Losing all composure, one of the flight attendants and Ann were embracing, jumping up and down and greeting each othe r as if they were long, lost friends, which was exactly the case.
Ann and Debbie it turned out had been roommates in college and then slowly fell out of touch. Debbie and Ann spent a few minutes hurriedly catching up, I was introduced, and then Debbie had to busy herself getting every one seated and the plane ready for take-off. It wasn't until two hours later, after the meal service had been completed that Debbie and Ann were able to spend a few minutes together, reliving past adventures and catching up on what happened to this one or that and what was new in each other's lives. Debbie was going to be laying over in Nice for two days and I invited Debbie to spend her free time with us at our hotel. She was happy to accept.
At that point the cabin lights were dimmed so that a movie could be shown. I decided to make a point with Ann. I leaned over to Ann and told her to take a blanket from the overhead bin and after she arranged it over he r, to take off her nylon jacket. Without her jacket, Ann would be an exceptional sight. The scooped out armholes of the T-shirt bared a great abundance of her breasts-and the material of the shirt was so thin that what ever wasn't bare was effectively so.
At first I had Ann keep the blanket pulled up snug around her neck. I then whispered to her: "Ann, I want you to pretend you're asleep. I will then have the blanket fall away and everyone else will have a view." "If that's what you want" was her reply. After about ten minutes, Ann sort of moved in her seat and I surreptitiously tugged at her blanket and it fell away just slightly from one side. Anyone looking would have seen the la teral swell of one breast. A few minutes later, I caused it to fall a bit further away. Then, more of her breast was exposed. I saw people pretending not to notice, but noticing anyway.
A little bit later, I told Ann to go the restroom and leave the blanket and jacket behind. Ann did not hesitate for a second. Heads turned as she bounced her way to the lavatory. When she emerged, there was an audibl e gasp as passengers saw Ann return to her seat. For all intents and purposes she could have been totally topless. Ann resumed her seat and Debbie, who saw all of this from the rear of the cabin, came over to her and as ked out loud for the benefit of those who were wondering what she was going to say, if anything, "Can I get you anything?" Debbie then leaned over Ann and I heard her whisper "Same old Ann" and then I saw Debbie flick h er tongue in Ann's ear-just for a second. At that moment I was extra glad that I had invited Debbie to spend some time with us.
I decided to play with the rest of the passengers for just a bit longer. I told Ann to pull the blanket over her again, and reaching under the blanket, I pulled her left breast completely to the side and out of the fab ric of her undershirt. As Ann pseudo-slept, I gently rearranged the blanket so that her breast was exposed from mid-nipple outward. The passengers who were within our line of sight simply stared. One of the women on th e plane, however, seemed a little put off by what was going on and rather than foment a scene, I covered Ann up. Later, I had Ann put on her jacket and we finished the flight conventionally.
Nice was about 45 minutes from our hotel, and by the time we cleared customs, and collected our luggage and then drove to the hotel it was about 1:00p.m. Hotel du Cap had lovely rooms, beautiful private grounds with lus h lawns and tropical vegetation. We settled in to our suite, took showers, ordered a bite from room service, and then decided to head over to the pool, which was set in a bluff just above the Mediterranean. The attendan t at the pool arranged two lounge chairs for us along the perimeter and we lay down to soak in the sun and catch up on the sleep we did not get on our flight over. About half the women were sunbathing topless, but Ann le ft her one-piece on and I did not suggest otherwise.
About five o'clock, the group around the pool started to thin out. We decided to take a walk in Antibes and to have a light dinner and then get to bed early, to try and force ourselves to overcome the effects of jet lag
I emerged from that bit of retrospection to the present as I saw Gerry still fingering her blouse. I gave her the nod of encouragement that she had been seeking and she quickly unbuttoned her blouse, shrugged off her br a and stepped out of her skirt. She was wearing sheer to the waist pantyhose. Gerry stepped to the side of my desk, kneeled at my feet, and opened my pants. I sat back and did absolutely nothing else, but exchange lock ed stares with her, as she brought me off in her mouth. Gerry looked at me and said: "I hope that makes sure you know there are no others I like."
"But don't worry, for you I'll make sure Tony has a good time tonight."
"All I'm asking you to do is have dinner with him" I said.
"I understand" she answered as she ran her tongue along my shrinking member.
When she was finished, Gerry stood, got dressed, smiled and went back to work.
I next spoke to Gerry about 7:10 when we headed out to my house. We met Tony in the lobby of the building as we arrived there coincidently. Gerry greeted Tony warmly and took his arm as we rode up in the elevator toget her.