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 George Douglas - Chapter 14

   It had been a quiet night.  The guards patrolling the grounds had no
intruders to grab and it looked as if they never would.  The sight of the
Sun coming up meant that their shift was over and soon the day shift would
relieve them.

   Inside the house Jameson was woken by his alarm clock.  He got up,
washed and dressed.  Then he checked that the housekeeper had ensured the
parlour maids were up and working quietly in the rooms, dusting them and
generally making sure they were clean.

   He then checked the room that had been a nursery but was now acting as
the schoolroom.  The installers had been busy making sure that the Ethernet
connections to the three computers and their wireless connection to his
pocket computer worked.

   He also made sure that he had the lessons correct on his computer.  He'd
been told that everything should go smoothly.  Although he couldn't help
but wonder at Kathy's attitude last night at dinner.  He shook his head,
now wasn't the time to be wool-gathering, He had work to do.  He
straightened his shoulders and sedately walked to the butler's pantry.

   Once he got there he activated his communications monitor and spoke to
the guard on duty who quickly reported little activity but was able to
report that there were noises in the girls bedroom indicating they were
getting up.  Jameson looked at the time.  06:00 hrs and the girls were
active already!  He wondered what they might get up to and decided to go to
the great hall just in case. . .

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   In their bedroom the girls couldn't sleep any longer, although they'd
talked about their kidnapping and rescue to Kathy, the strangeness of the
house beckoned to them.  Kathy was the first into the bathroom to relieve
herself and to wash, then Sharon and Cathy followed her.  She jumped when
they first entered the bathroom but then relaxed.  They returned to the
beds and sat on them talking some more.

   "Look at the time!" Said Cathy pointing out the clock, "I bet no-one's
up this early!"

   "Yes but I don't feel tired enough to sleep again!" complained Sharon
and this was echoed by Kathy.  There was a few minutes of silence and then
Cathy smiled, she reached out and brought the other two close to her and
started to whisper.  Her smile was duplicated as her idea was grabbed and
agreed on.

   The three girls quickly got up and hurriedly dressed; they debated
whether to put on their shoes and decided to leave them off.  They wanted
to explore the house before anyone else was about.

   They went into the common room and Cathy waved to the hidden camera
before going into the hall; they approached her father's suite and Cathy
couldn't resist entering, and checking the rooms.

   Cathy peeked into her father's room and noticed that Sandra was draped
over him sleeping.  She smiled and slipped out, silently closing the door
behind her.  She covered her mouth to keep quiet as she joined Kathy and
Sharon.

   "What's wrong?" Sharon asked

   Cathy shook her head and motioned them down the hall out of earshot of
the door.  "Dad's in there with Mom!" She said.

   Kathy was puzzled, "So what?  My mom and dad sleep together!"

   Cathy laughed, "Yes but they're married!  Mommy and Dad are only
engaged!" The three girls laughed as they imagined what had happened during
the night.

   They dashed down a corridor and started to slide on the polished floor.

   "Wheeeee!" exclaimed Cathy as she kept her balance, sliding past doors.

   Kathy and Sharon were behind her trying to stay on their feet.

   "That's not fair!" Sharon said, "You've been practising!"

   Cathy pulled her feet together and then leaned in to turn her body on
the floor.  "Not really, it's just like ice skating.  Dad took me once and
I've never looked back." She poked out her tongue and then hit a mat behind
her.

   There was a thump as she sat down on the floor accompanied by the
laugher of the other two girls.

   "I trust you are uninjured Miss Cathy?" Jameson spoke up from the
semidarkness.

   "Oh.  Err, you made me jump!" Cathy said she quickly got to her feet. 
"I'm okay Mr. . .  I mean Jameson"

   "That's good Miss.  I'd hate to have to tell you father that you've had
an accident in the long hall.  I think Miss Li is in the gymnasium and
might like to have company," he told the girls, pointing the way for them.

   Kathy was still unsure of this man who seemed to be everywhere and
always seemed to know that she was doing something wrong.  Where Cathy and
Sharon quickly said `thanks' and ran off, Kathy turned sideways as she went
past Jameson before running to catch up with the other two.

   Jameson shook his head smiling away.  It was nice to see the three girls
enjoying themselves.  He was hoping that when their classes started that
he'd keep them happy and interested.  But for now he had to get the morning
papers ironed and ready for the adults.

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   In the Gymnasium Su was going through her normal morning routine, a
series of stretches designed to loosen up her muscles.

   Su was dressed in a grey tee-shirt and Lycra cycling shorts with white
socks on her feet.  Away from the mat there was a pair of trainers neatly
placed beneath a short bench.  On the bench was a towel.

   Her mind was churning as she recalled her instructions.  She was to
teach the three girls basic self defence and also act as a teacher in
sports.  She had smiled at that - How could she teach soccer or netball
with only three girls?  But then she realised that she could help them with
improving their stamina and bodily strength.  - But that depended on their
agreeing to her teaching them.  And then she thought.  Would they listen to
what she told them to do?  She had visions of them ignoring her and
couldn't imagine what she could do about that.

   The sound of the door banging open and laughter entering the room
announce the arrival of the three girls.  They stopped as they saw Su
standing on a mat and with her arms stretched to the right of her body.

   Su decided to ignore them and to complete the cycle that she had
started. Kathy, who hadn't seen Su before was standing open mouthed at the
small woman, almost the same height as herself, as she moved her body -
almost like swimming in the air.

   Cathy noticed Kathy's gaze and pulled the girl away from the mat. 
"Close your mouth, you'll catch flies you know!" Cathy said to her

   "What's she doing?" Kathy hissed to Cathy.

   "Exercising I think.  Haven't you seen people exercising before, Kay?"
Cathy asked her.

   "Well not like that!  She's just moving around!" Kathy said, watching Su
as she carried on with her routine.

   "Su's nice!  You'll like her." Sharon told Kathy holding her arms and
smiling at her new friend.

   The three watched as Su carried through to the end of her exercises. 
She went to the bench and picked up the towel.  She wiped the sweat off of
her face and neck and walked to the girls.

   "Good morning, nice to see you up so early," Su said this smiling at
Cathy and Sharon, "And who is this young lady?" Su said looking at Kathy

   Kathy gulped and dropped her eyes, "{small}I'm Kathy.{/small}" She said
so quietly that Su couldn't hear her.

   Cathy noticed her friend's problem.  She reached out and held onto
Kathy's shoulders, "This is Kathy almost like me except she spells hers
with a K not a C.  I'm trying to get her used to the name Kay," she
confided to Su.

   Su smiled at Kathy and held out her hand, "Hello Kathy, I'm Su." She
looked at the other two girls; "I'm supposed to be your gym teacher while
you're here.  Do you promise to listen and obey me?"

   Kathy took Su's hand and shook it, "{small}I do!{/small}" she said
softly.  Cathy and Sharon giggled at Kathy's reaction but at Su's look they
straightened up and nodded.

   "We will Su," Cathy said for both of them.

   Su looked at Kathy who was still holding her hand, "Kathy?  I will be
needing my hand back now," she said quietly to the girl, who blushed as she
realised she was still holding it.

   "I'm sorry; I don't know what's wrong with me." Kathy said but Su
thought she already knew what it was.  She turned the girl to join her
friends without comment.

   "Well since we're all up I suppose I could give you a short lesson on
how to warm up.  So if you will stand on the mat, please take off any shoes
you may be . . ." She stopped as she noticed that none of the girls were
wearing shoes.  "Well if you were wearing shoes I want you to get into the
habit of removing them before getting onto the mat." she finished smiling.

   The three girls stood in front of Su, who then started to move them
further apart.  "You need distance for these exercises as you'll be moving
your arms in wide circles." She explained.  And standing in front of the
girls she began their first lesson.

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   Sandra snuggled up to George as she heard the door close behind Cathy;
she didn't want to upset `her daughter' and was glad that Cathy hadn't made
a scene.  She kissed George on the face and then started to move down his
neck to his chest.

   `_This is how I'd like to wake up everyday_,' she thought to herself as
she rested her head on George's body listening to his heart beating away.
This is the one thing she never did with John - he didn't like her holding
onto him.  `_As if I was some kind of security blanket_!' was his normal
angry response.  In a way she was surprised that they actually had Chris.

   She now knew what she'd been missing in her life and she didn't want to
miss it again!  She moved her hand down George's body and grasped his
penis, finding it erect already.  She looked up to find George smiling at
her.

   "Good morning to you as well," he said watching her blush.

   "How long have you been awake?" she asked him in mock anger.

   "Well, I felt an angel tip-toeing over my chest and thought I'd see what
else she wanted to do," he told her and then moved his head to kiss the top
of hers.

   "Flatterer," she said, laughing.  She looked into his eyes and bit her
bottom lip.  She kissed his lips while her body moved to cover his and then
she raised her hips slightly, reached down with her hands to grasp his
member.  Once she was certain that it was in the right position she lowered
her body onto it.

   George smiled at Sandra's face as his member wormed its way inside her.
She felt like a nicely worn glove that fitted perfectly.  To Sandra it felt
as if she was firmly attached to George - it was something that John had
never been able to achieve with her.  She smiled down at George as she
started to move her body pushing him deeper inside her.

   "Oh god George, you don't know how good this feels," she said as she
undulated her body trying to milk him of his essence.

   George lay back watching as Sandra did all the work using him as a tool.
- His cock as a living dildo entering and withdrawing from her as she rose
and fell.  He chuckled at the sight and then heard her gasp, as the
vibrations were communicated through the living pole of flesh in her.

   Finally he pushed his body up so that he could grasp her hips and
twisted round so that she was now beneath him.  He then took over the
detail of pounding into her roughly.

   Sandra felt the stimulation on her clitoris as George's body roughly
took her over the edge of ecstasy and she started screaming as her climax
overtook her.  "Oh god, George.  George.  Georgeee!"

   George smiled down at her as he also started to cum inside her before he
fell onto his side to lie beside Sandra as she started to come down from
her climax.

   "That was fantastic George, promise me that we'll always do that!" she
panted, staring into his eyes.  A knock on the door before it was opened
made her pull the bedclothes up to cover her heaving breasts.  A maid
entered the room, the smile on her face letting them know that she was
aware of what she'd just missed.

   "Good morning Sir, Madam.  Here is your coffee.  I'm to inform you that
you have a doctor's appointment in an hour's time and that breakfast will
be served in the main dining room in half an hour." The maid curtseyed
before leaving.

   Just before she left the room George spoke up.  "Doctor's appointment?
What appointment?"

   The maid turned at the door and explained.  "I'm sorry sir but while
you're here we have to ensure that you are perfectly fit before you use the
exercise equipment.  So the doctor will examine you first." She curtseyed
again and this time left the room closing the door behind her.

   Sandra burst out laughing, "What if she came in a few minutes early -
what would she see?" she said to George.

   "You never know, she might have wanted to join us!" he said
mischievously.  "I don't know though, could I cope with two women in this
bed?" He had forgotten what Jameson had told him about servants.

   Sandra gave a mock scowl and hit his chest with her fist.  "Don't you
dare!  You're mine at the moment and don't you forget it!" George shook his
head and smiled.  Sandra caught this and looked at him.  "Now what?" she
asked.

   George told her of Cathy's words in the Police Station when the
policewoman had taken them to the canteen.  Sandra nodded her head.  "You
see!  Your daughter knows what's good for you as well!" She quickly got up
out of the bed and ran to the en-suite bathroom before George could get up
and catch her.

   Unfortunately for Sandra - or fortunately for George - the door didn't
lock and he was soon joining her as she started the shower.  She gasped as
he grabbed hold of her and lifted her into the spray, and then screamed out
as they both found out that it took a few minutes before the water heated
up.

   The goose-bumps were soon warmed away as the water started to get to the
right heat and then George retrieved the soap and a sponge and started to
clean Sandra's back at first which caused her to purr in pleasure.

   "You know George.  There's a reason why I'm keeping you.  And I think
I've just found out what it is!" She turned round to face George and
smiled. George smiled back at her and then pushed the soapy sponge into her
face and rubbed it all over before moving down to her breasts, allowing the
spray from the shower to rinse off the soap from her face.  She spluttered
for a moment and then said, "What was that in aid of?"

   George smiled at her.  "It wasn't my fault.  I couldn't find a custard
pie in here!" he said.

   Sandra just shook her fist at George.  "You just wait until it's my
turn, just you wait!" George just smiled and moved the sponge further down
her body until he hit the spot between her legs causing Sandra to moan
again and then hold onto George as her legs went weak.  "On second
thoughts, just keep doing that and I might, just, forgive you!"

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   In the gymnasium Su was taking the girls through the exercises ensuring
that they followed the breathing routine that she taught Sharon and Cathy.
Kathy quickly found the exercises had a calming effect on her.

   Then there was a discreet cough from the doorway causing Su to look over
to where Jameson was standing holding towels.

   "Miss Li, I have to remind you that breakfast is in 20 minutes, if the
young ladies require a shower I suggest they use the one here.  I have
ensured that towels are available for them." Jameson's voice brought the
three girls back from their self induced trance.

   Su gave him a friendly smile, "Thank you Jameson, I'm sorry I seem to
lose track of time when I do this!", and she walked to him and took the
proffered towels she then bowed to him, one which he returned smiling as
well.

   Kathy was watching Jameson closely as he left the Gym, Su turned to the
girls.  "You heard him, now I suggest that you all follow me." She led the
three girls to a room where there was a changing room and just beyond there
were showers.

   "Okay girls, after that exercise you need to refresh yourselves in the
showers.  Leave your clothes here and join me in the other room," Su said
to them.

   Kathy looked back to the Gymnasium before speaking.  "But what if that
man comes back in?" Su walked to Kathy and took her hands.

   "You are frightened of him are you not?" She asked, Kathy dropped her
eyes and nodded.  Su placed her hand beneath Kathy's chin and raised it. 
Kathy looked into Su's eyes there was a mixture of shame and adoration in
them.  "You have nothing to fear from Jameson; for one thing girls do not
interest him.  And for another he will do everything to protect you.  You
can trust him." She looked at the other two girls who were down to their
underwear and smiled at them before returning her attention to Kathy.  "Now
will you trust me and take your shower or do I have to undress you myself."

   Kathy blushed bright red before stammering out a reply.  "N.  n.  no
it's, it's alright.  I, I'll do, do it." and slowly pulled away from Su who
nodded and started to take off her tee-shirt and shorts.

   Cathy and Sharon ran into the showers and turned on the water, it wasn't
difficult as the taps were clearly marked, soap and flannels were already
in holders placed in the wall and quickly taken by each girl to wash
themselves.  Su and Kathy followed and soon the four of them were laughing
away in the shower.

   While they were in there Su was appraising the girls; both Sharon and
Cathy were showing the signs of womanhood, their hips were prominent and
breast buds were nicely formed.  Kathy was slightly behind but Su knew that
she already understood something of love as her reactions were showing.  Su
was flattered that Kathy was reacting to her, but that wasn't why she was
here.  She decided to have a word with the doctor to see what could be
suggested.

   All too soon the girls, at Su's orders, were out of the showers and
drying themselves off before dressing and then running from the changing
rooms to the Dining room.

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   The arrival of the girls in made everyone look up.  "Sorry we're late."
Cathy apologised to the group, "But we've been exploring."

   Robert shook his head slightly, "I would think that you'll have plenty
of time for that later," he said, smiling to show that he wasn't angry with
his daughter and the others.  And then pointed out the dishes where the
food was laid out in typical fashion.

   The girls ran up to the dishes and started piling their selection onto
plates, "Mushrooms!  Cool!" Sharon said, "Why don't we have them at home
Mum?"

   Karen gave a wan smile, "I'm afraid I'm allergic to them dear, so I
can't cook them."

   Sharon put the plate down and went to her mother, hugging her.  "I'm
sorry mummy, then I won't eat them!"

   Karen just patted her daughter's arm, "No darling you shouldn't let me
stop you from enjoying yourself.  Your dad likes mushrooms too you know!"

   At Sharon's look Robert nodded, "And the only time I can have them is
when we eat out!", he told her.

   "Oh poor daddy, next time we're at home we'll go out for dinner!" Sharon
said brightly.

   "We'll see, now pick up your plate and join your friends," Robert told
his daughter who did as he told her.  The three girls stayed together away
from their parents and Alison.  They chatted about what they were going to
do when a small cough disturbed their plans.

   "I'm sorry to say ladies that the first part of your day will be in
studies, after lunch you will be back in the Gym with Miss Li, where you
will learn some self-defence and something I believe called a workout."
Jameson was standing behind the girls as he said that.

   "What are we going to learn today, *Mr.  Jameson*?" Cathy asked
emphasising the name.

   Jameson rolled his eyes in exasperation, "I thought Maths for the first
hour and then English for the next two Miss Cathy.  The library has an
extensive number of books some of which are on your lists, I am uncertain
as to the amount of work today as you all have doctor's appointments during
this time." He looked at George and Sandra.  "By the way Sir, Madam the
doctor will see you when you've finished breakfast, it was thought better
for you both to be seen together." He then turned to Robert and Karen,
"Sir, madam you are scheduled to follow Mr.  Douglas and Mrs.  Henderson.
Miss Alison and Mr.  and Mrs.  Webb will be seen this afternoon."

   "Err.  Jameson?  Why am I expected to attend the doctor?" Sandra asked
puzzled.

   "I couldn't say madam.  But I've found it more of a bother to ignore the
request than to accept it." He said this with such a straight face that
everybody knew there was more to his answer than he was letting on.

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   Sandra and George were shown to a darkened office which held a padded
table - with stirrups attached.  A large tray holding several strange
instruments and a display cabinet holding large hypodermic needles.  George
looked at some of the unusual and highly cryptic items.  "I wonder how you
play with this?" he said pointing to one.

   "You don't play with it!  I do!" said a female voice from behind them. A
fifty year old woman had just entered the room, "And I wouldn't be using
them on you, unless you're making medical history and pregnant!" She sat
down behind a desk and gestured Sandra and George to sit.

   "Now I've got some questions to ask before I actually start the
examinations.  I take it you have no objections to being in the same room
naked with me?" the doctor asked them; when they just looked at each other
but didn't answer she sighed.  "Don't worry about me.  I've seen more naked
bodies than you've had hot dinners!"

   "Yes, but we're not used to you!" George couldn't stop himself from
saying.

   The doctor laughed at that, "Quite true!  Well, let's get on with the
questions first." And then she started to ask the most intimate questions
that George had ever heard.  Apart from the normal questions of past
illnesses, then about how they met.  She laughed when she heard how the
children had brought the parents together.  Then she started to ask about
their sex life.  This was embarrassing to the pair, but after a few
splutters they managed to answer the questions, and then had to expand on
the answers when prompted.

   "Well then, you have a healthy sex life together.  How do your children
feel about this?  Have you asked them?" the doctor asked.

   George shook his head, "Well no, I mean it's not the type of thing you
want to ask them is it?"

   "But they worked so hard to bring you two together, and they did succeed
in their task didn't they?"

   "Well. . .  yes they did." Sandra conceded.

   "But it's not the thing you talk about to your own children is it?"
George added.

   "I see . . .  It's just not done!" The doctor summarised for them.  When
they nodded she shook her head.  "Poppycock!  I'm surprised at you both. 
There are your children!  They both saw that you needed company and did
their utmost to bring you close, and then you shut them out?"

   "Well what were we supposed to do, invite them to watch?" George asked
sarcastically.

   The doctor smiled at that, "It wouldn't have hurt," she said
whimsically.

   The two looked at her in astonishment and the doctor laughed at their
faces, "Oh I don't mean like that at all, I'm just saying that you need to
be more open with them, create a proper family setting for them." She
turned to Sandra, "I notice that Christopher isn't with you at the moment,
why not?"

   Sandra looked flustered for a moment, "Well his father has equal
visiting rights and since I was catching up on past times with mother I
thought he might want to stay with his father this week."

   The doctor turned to George, "And what have you been doing about your
step-son?  Spent any quality time with him?  Taken him fishing?  Or
anything like that?"

   "Well, there hasn't really been the time; I mean it's only been in the
past few weeks that Sandra and I. . ." George began but was interrupted.

   "Bullshit!  You make the time!  Let's see, you're a senior partner in a
law firm, aren't you?" At George's nod she continued.  "Well then.  You let
your juniors take on all your cases and then you take the month off and get
to know your children.  I think you might arrange your wedding to be at the
same time."

   George looked astonished at that.  "What?  Take them with us on the
honeymoon?"

   The doctor smiled, "Why not?  From what you say the marriage has already
been consummated, so you're not dealing with a blushing bride.  Anyway
you'll have plenty of spare time to spend with the family then. . ." She
started and then gathered herself.  "Right then lets get on with the
examination, undress the pair of you!" She waited for a few minutes and
then sighed with exasperation.  "Okay then I'll leave the room for a few
minutes, but when I return you'd better be ready for me!" And she walked
through a door closing it carefully behind her so that neither of the two
in the other room would hear her laughing.

   George looked at Sandra, "Well what do you think?" he asked her.

   "She's right you know!  We haven't really considered the children.  Oh
we've said how good they were and how brilliant they've been.  But have we
really shown them the affection that we should have?  And I think her idea
of taking them with us is a good one, we could have a suite with three
bedrooms couldn't we?" Sandra was bubbling away with the idea.

   George shook his head.  "I meant should we go ahead with the examination
or run away?"

   Sandra blinked a couple of times to bring herself back to the present.
"Oh!  Well, I suppose we should.  I mean she isn't charging us or
anything."

   George laughed at that.  "So you think looking at our naked bodies would
be a sort of down-payment?"

   Sandra looked at him for a moment and then joined in the laughter, "No
you idiot, I just meant that since we're here we might as well let her
examine us."

   And so the pair undressed, glad for the lack of windows.  The doctor
arrived back with a kidney dish and some test tubes.  She looked at them.
"Well not bad for a matched pair!" she said cryptically and then looked at
George.  "Well then I'd better start with you, sit on the table please and
I'll check your reflexes."

   The doctor ran through all the normal tests of abusing the body in the
name of science.  Hitting the knee for reactions.  Listening to the heart
and lungs.  Taking the blood pressure.  Then she produced a tourniquet
which she wrapped around his arm.  "Make a fist please!", and she started
to tap on the inner part of his elbow.  "Just getting a vein for the blood
tests." She looked at him.  "You're not scared of a little prick are you?"

   George resisted the straight line (_I'm not scared of anyone_!) and
shook his head.  The doctor smiled, "Good I'm going to need these filled."
She pointed out some test-tube and what looked like half a syringe.  "This
is a normal vacuum syringe.  I insert the needle into your arm like this .
. .  and then attach the empty receptacle into the other end and then the
blood is pulled in to the void in the container.  Nothing to it!" She
quickly dealt with the other two.  Now just a few more tests to run.  Just
stand on the floor for a moment. . .  Now cough!" George did that while the
doctor did the normal things that doctors do at that point.  "Now grab hold
of your ankles." And after an embarrassing few minutes she slapped his
rump. "That's fine, you can dress now."

   She turned to Sandra, "Now my dear if you wouldn't mind sitting on the
table please." While Sandra was doing that the doctor was washing her
hands.

   George notice that and asked, "Shouldn't you be wearing gloves for
that?" The doctor looked at him and smiled.

   "Should do, but where's the fun in that?  Don't worry son, I'm clean
and, between you and me, I'm certain you are.  But I'm still washing my
hands for Mrs.  Henderson here." Then she looked at George who was standing
there.  "And why aren't you dressing, young man?" She asked.

   "I thought it was only fair since Sandra was naked while you examined me
I should be the same for her!" he explained.

   The Doctor smiled, "Touché.  Very well Mr.  Douglas." George corrected
her.  "Very well George and, since I've come to intimately know you, my
name is Mary but I warn you I can be very contrary if I want to be!"

   Both George and Sandra laughed at the joke and Mary turned her attention
to Sandra.  "Now then Sandra, lets get these dammn tests out of the way
then." She started on the same reflexes tests that she did with George. 
Then checked the lungs and heartbeat.  She drew blood from Sandra and then
thought for a moment.

   "You've said that you've tested pregnant, but have you seen your own
doctor?" Mary asked.

   Sandra shook her head.  "No I haven't.  I mean like George I haven't had
much time at the moment what with seeing my mother for the first time in
years and everything." Mary nodded her understanding.

   "Okay then, do you mind if I check on a few things?" she asked, when
Sandra gave permission Mary took her stethoscope and positioned in on
Sandra's abdomen.  Then she moved it around placing in certain spots and
listening.  Giving an occasional `hum!' at times.

   She placed Sandra on her back and placed her legs into the stirrups. 
George decided that he wanted to stand beside Sandra; he wasn't too
interested in watching Mary prod around inside her.

   "Good to see you're enjoying a healthy sex life." Mary said, making both
George and Sandra blush.  There were a few more minutes before Mary stood
up and helped Sandra from the stirrups and into a seated position.

   "You've been pregnant before and so you're used to the feelings, yes?"
Mary asked, at Sandra's nod she continued.  "Have you been feeling hungrier
than normal?  Getting tired at odd times when you don't expect to be?"

   Sandra answered both questions with a yes and then asked, "What's wrong
Mary, will you tell me?"

   Before Mary could say George opened his mouth.  "Twins!  Isn't that what
you're going to tell her?"

   This time it was Mary's turn to look at George amazed.  "How did you
know that?  It's not as if she's really showing anything?"

   George looked embarrassed "It's just something that came into my head,"
he said finally, thinking that if he said he had a dream about it they'd
both think he was mad.

   Mary studied him and then nodded.  "I'll take your word for that at the
moment." She turned to Sandra.  "Yes, as George has said, it looks like
you're carrying twins." She smiled at Sandra, "You will find that at times
you're going to feel drained, I suggest you have a course of vitamins to
help you and I'll pass a diet sheet to the kitchen for you.  You'd better
give me your doctor's address so that I can pass this on to . . .  him?"

   Sandra nodded at the question.  "Yes it's a male doctor just taken over
the practice.  I must admit I don't really know him."

   Mary nodded, "It's true, the only time you see us is when you're ill, so
you're never at your best anyway!" She smiled again.  "Well don't worry at
the moment all you have to do is take things easy.  Okay you two, my morbid
curiosity has been satisfied, you're both healthy!  I would recommend that
you use the gymnasium at least a couple of times, George.  I can supply you
with the necessary exercises to follow; I'd only suggest a light exercise
for you, Sandra.  Although I think the exercise you had this morning would
be enough for you." She smiled at them both as she said that, "But I would
recommend that you restrain yourselves during the eighth and ninth months.
Now get dressed the pair of you!"

   Mary started to wash her hands again while the two dressed.  When they
were ready she handed George a sheet of paper with a list of what machines
were available and how to use them.  From Sandra she took the name of her
doctor.  As they were leaving she added, "If you need any medical advice or
attention don't hesitate to tell Jameson.  He knows how to contact me."

   They both thanked Mary and left the room.  Mary then started to type up
her report on the pair for attention of the organisation's medical database
and an extra copy for Sir Timothy.

   ---------------------------

   The girls arrived in the room assigned as a classroom and found that
there were several computer screens and keyboards on each desk along with
writing books and pens.

   Jameson was standing at the front of the room waiting for the girls. 
"Good morning ladies.  Thank you for attending.  I've been looking at your
previous school work and have decided to set up an individual curriculum
for you, geared to your present education levels.  To achieve this I have
placed your work on the computer system.  If you will sign in for me
please."

   The three girls went to the desks indicated and looked at the screen. 
Cathy raised her hand.  "Please *Mr.  Jameson*." She emphasised the Mr. 
Jameson for effect.  "We don't know how to sign in!"

   Jameson looked nonplussed for a moment and then nodded.  "Ah!  Yes. 
Sorry, I should have realised.  I had thought you would have tried out the
computers in your common room.  Right then to sign in press the Ctrl-alt
and del keys together." The girls did this to find a login box appear on
the screen.  The cursor was flashing on `Enter Name:'

   "Now enter you name as Initial and then Surname, so Cathy you would
enter CDOUGLAS, Sharon's is SSMYTHE and Kathy is KWEBB.  Is that clear?"
The three nodded and started to enter their names.  "Okay the password
hasn't been set up yet so the default is `password'" The girls entered this
in and then they were prompted to enter a new password.

   Cathy thought about hers and then smiled and typed in `jameson'.  Sharon
was also thinking and typed in `cathy'.  Kathy didn't know what to enter
but then put in `daddy'.

   The screens then displayed some windows.  In one an outlook inbox was
displayed and another showed School.

   "Now if you open the school screen you will find the lessons are
detailed there.  Just click on Maths and then follow the instructions."
Jameson watched as the girls did that.

   Cathy read the instructions and sums on her screen and just looked at
Jameson, "But we've just done all these last week!" she told him.

   Jameson just smiled, "Indeed Miss Cathy?  And how many of them did you
complete properly?" He asked her.  She thought for a moment and then her
face fell.  "Exactly, now if you follow the instructions carefully you'll
see where you went wrong.  I haven't included the answers!  That's for you
to find, but the program will tell you if you're right or wrong." It had
been difficult for the Organisation to find this particular program, but
with their contacts it was located and loaded for the girls.

   Where it was true that it was taking the girl's original school work it
was also expanding it to stretch their thinking processes, but it also
learnt about the girls as they used it - which was also why they had to log
in so that one girl couldn't use another's screen.

   Cathy was soon caught up in the work; at first some of the sums seemed
to make no sense but the program was patiently showing her where the errors
were happening and soon she was wrapped up in solving the problems, not
noticing that they were getting progressively harder.

   Sharon was finding things slightly easier as mathematics was one of her
favourite subjects.  The program soon seemed to realise that as it started
a routine of more difficult sums and set a flag when she achieved a high
standard rather quicker than the program expected.

   Kathy was having problems!  Not so much with the sums; she was slowly
working through them.  It was that she seemed to be watching Jameson as he
walked around the room.  To Jameson it was most disconcerting!  He had
tried to talk to Kathy but she kept trying to move away from him.

   Jameson was puzzled at her reactions.  He went to approach her once more
but then Cathy called to him.

   "Yes Miss Cathy, what's the problem?  I thought you were doing well with
the questions," he said to her.

   "Please Jameson, there is something wrong with Kathy.  She doesn't trust
you and is scared of you.  I don't know why." Cathy's voice was quiet so as
not to carry to Kathy, and she sounded as if she was worried.

   Jameson bit his lip in thought as he whispered to Cathy.  "But what can
I do about it, Miss Cathy?"

   Cathy looked sad as she shook her head.  "Nothing!  Anything you try to
do will only make her worse.  She needs a sympathetic listener to coax it
out of her."

   Jameson looked at her, what she was saying was beyond her years.  "How
do you know this?" he asked her.

   She looked at him oddly, to her the question was strange, "I thought it
was obvious!  Something has affected her and she needs help!"

   Jameson's pocket computer bleeped, he took it out and looked at the
screen.  "It seems that you're correct in your diagnosis.  Kathy's going to
see the doctor now." There was a sound as the door opened and Sally
entered.

   "Mr.  Jameson?  The doctor wants to see the first girl now.  She asks if
Kathy Webb can be spared?" As Sally started to speak Kathy was
apprehensive, but when she heard the doctor was a woman she started to rise
from her seat.

   Jameson looked up as if considering and then nodded.  "Yes I suppose
that will be alright.  Miss Kathy if you will go with Sally and return here
after the doctor has finished with you."

   Kathy quickly went to Sally and almost ran out of the room in her haste
to escape from Jameson.

   As the door closed he shook his head and turned to the two remaining
girls.  "It would appear that Miss Kathy will be gone for some time.  Miss
Cathy, it would appear that your observations were correct.  After her
examination the doctor will be handing her over to our experts." The two
girls looked at him with fear in their eyes.  "Our psychiatric specialists!
Don't worry she'll be fine." He clapped his hands.  "Shall we continue with
our lessons?" he said with a smile and the girls turned back to their
computers.

   ----------------------------------

   Sally smiled at the young girl as she walked to the office.  The further
away from the classroom the easier Kathy seemed to be.  Sally was surprised
that she was told to specify that the doctor was female, normally this
wasn't a consideration, but for some reason this was necessary.

   Sally opened the door to the doctor's office and ushered Kathy in.  At
the desk was an elderly woman - or so she seemed to Kathy - who looked up
as the pair entered.  She smiled at Kathy.

   "Hello dear.  You must be Kathy?  Aren't you?" The voice was kindly and
reminded Kathy of stories of grandparents, she immediately felt close to
the doctor.

   "Yes I am." She was starting to feel self conscious as she stood in the
room.

   "Well come here and sit down, I don't bite.  Now do you want Sally to
remain or do you trust me not to kill you." The doctor said this smiling
which made Kathy laugh.

   "It's okay I don't mind." Kathy said

   "Well I think it would be better if she stayed.  Now my name is Mary,
I'm a qualified doctor and I've been asked to examine you.  If there's
anything I do that makes you uncomfortable or worries you just tell me,
okay?" Kathy nodded and Sally sat on a chair in a corner of the room.

   Mary started by taking Kathy's hands and examining them and then
checking her eyes and ears.  She then examined Kathy's throat.  After that
she checked on Kathy's reflexes.  "Good that's the easy part done.  Now
Kathy I need to check your breathing and heart rate, would you mind taking
off your dress please?"

   Kathy looked at the door before she started to reach back to undo the
zip, Sally got up and helped her with the zip before returning to her seat.
Mary got out her stethoscope and put it on, She then warmed up the metal
end and placing it just under her forming breast.

   "Breathe in please . . .  Hold it.  And now out" Mary repeated the
commands while she also checked the child's back.  Then she asked a
question.  "Why did you look at the door just now, thinking of running
off?"

   "What?  Oh no, I was hoping the door was locked." Kathy replied.

   "Why?" Mary asked listening to the heartbeat.

   "I didn't want anyone from coming in!"

   "Well they know I'm doing an examination.  Nobody will come in, not even
Jameson." At the mention of Jameson's name Kathy's heartbeat started to run
faster.

   "You don't like Jameson, do you Kathy?" Mary asked hearing the jump in
the beat rate.

   "No I don't," came the quiet reply

   "Sorry my dear I didn't quite hear that." Mary's voice hadn't altered,
still in the enquiring doctor's tone of enquiry.

   "No.  He scares me," Kathy admitted.  Mary sat back in her chair.

   "Now why would he do that to you?" she asked, "Jameson is one of the
kindest men I know, and believe me I've known quite a few."

   "He just reminds me of a man," Kathy said sounding scared now.

   "What man?" Mary asked quietly.

   "I can't say!" Kathy started to cry.  Sally got out of her seat and went
to the crying girl and held her shoulders to comfort her.

   "It's alright Kathy, You're safe here.  Now what man does Jameson remind
you of?" Sally said but Kathy just shook her head.  Mary made a note on a
computer screen and then sighed.

   "It's alright Kathy I don't need to know just yet, now shall we carry on
with the exam?" Her voice was calm and friendly putting the young girl at
ease.  Kathy dried up her tears and nodded.  Sally returned to her chair.
"Okay young lady I need to see how you're developing.  You're at an age
when your body is changing.  I have to examine that everything is fine, do
you mind?"

   Kathy thought for a moment.  Mary hadn't done anything to hurt her . . .
well not yet anyway, and she was a doctor.  "It won't hurt will it?" She
asked.

   Mary didn't laugh or smile at the question, "No dear.  It may be
uncomfortable and can be downright embarrassing at times.  If you don't
want me to I can stop the examination right now?" she paused waiting for
Kathy's decision.

   "You'll stop if I say it hurts?" Kathy asked.  Mary smiled at her and
nodded, "'Kay then.  What do I hafta do?"

   "Well at the moment just relax while I check your developing chest.  You
should learn how to examine them at times and be aware of any lumps that
may develop.  Never be frightened to ask your own doctor about anything
that worries you, should you find anything, okay?" Kathy nodded her head,
concentrating on the words more than Mary's actions.  "Right there's
nothing wrong that I can feel.  I didn't cause you any pain did I?  I know
these buds are tender when forming."

   Kathy shook her head, "No Mary, it felt good in a funny way," she
confided.

   Mary smiled, "I'll let you into a secret, it's even better when you have
a boyfriend to do it to you."

   Kathy's smile dropped, "I don't think I'll ever have a boyfriend,
they're too roug. . ." her voice faded and she started to turn red with
shame at her slip.

   Mary spoke as if nothing was wrong.  "I wouldn't worry, all boys are
rough at first but when they're older they learn.  All you have to do is to
teach them." Again she paused before carrying on, "Now then for the
embarrassing part.  I have to check you . . .  down there." She said
pointing to Kathy's midsection.  "But first of all I want you to put on
this gown, it ties up at the back, I'm sure that Sally will help you with
it."

   Kathy put on the gown and turned around so that Sally could start tying
up the laces.  "Are you alright Kathy?" she asked.

   Kathy turned to her and gave a slight smile, "I am, but you're sure the
door is locked?" she asked.  Sally laughed and walked to the door.  She
turned the key in the lock and tried the door.  Then she brought the key
back to Kathy.

   "There you are, but don't lose it or we'll never get out!" she said
laughingly

   Kathy looked at the smock and frowned, "I can't keep it!  There are no
pockets in this thing!"

   "That's so you can't hide the thermometer!" Mary said with a smile, "Now
Kathy, I'm going to have to ask you to take your panties off and then ask
you to sit up on this table, is that okay?" The young girl was a bit shy
about that but as there was only the doctor and Sally there she couldn't
really say no.  so she reached under the smock and drew down her panties.
"There, that wasn't too bad was it?" Mary said, but the words echoed in
Kathy's head with a slight alteration.  `There kid, that wasn't too bad. 
Now . . .' she started to shake with fear.

   "{small}Kathy?  Kathy what's wrong{/small}?" Sally's voice came from a
distance.

   "{small}No!  No, I promised I wouldn't tell anyone.  I promised{/small},
I promised." Kathy said over and over.  She felt hands touching her,
holding her.  Hugging her close.

   "Kathy.  Kathy come on girl, stay with us here.  You're safe they can't
get you here." Mary's voice penetrated the young girl's fear.

   Kathy looked up at Mary who was holding her.  "But he said he would hurt
mummy if I told anyone."

   "They always say things they can't do.  Trust me.  We will protect your
mother and father here." A sudden thought struck her, "Who hurt you?  Was
it your father?"

   "Nnnnooooo!  Daddy would never hurt me.  No it wasn't daddy!  It was the
man in the park!" And then Kathy burst into tears.  Mary looked at Sally
who was shaking her head slowly.

   "Kathy I want you to have a word with a good friend of mine.  She'll
help you with this problem.  But for now I have to examine you to see if
you've been badly hurt, okay darling?" Mary spoke in a calm voice.

   Kathy looked at Sally, "Don't leave me alone, please," she whispered.

   Sally held onto Kathy's hands, "Don't worry Kathy, while you're here
you'll never be alone.  Now do you trust us to help you?"

   Kathy nodded and reclined on the bench holding onto Sally's hand as Mary
started her examination.

   --------------------------------

   Frank Webb was in the stable yard of the house, which had now been
converted into garage spaces.  There were a couple of stretched limousines
parked there, one with its bonnet up and a pair of legs (male) sticking out
from beneath it.

   "What's wrong with this one?" he asked.

   "Well I think it the carb," the legs replied, "The air's not getting
into the blasted thing."

   "Mind if I take a look?"

   "Go ahead; I've been scratching away and got nowt out of it." The
speaker was from the North Country.  Frank rolled up his sleeves and
started working on the engine.

   After a few minutes of moaning and cajoling the unseen man said, "Yer
know, there's somethin' familiar abut yer voice.  Hold on I'm coming out."
Frank moved out of the way as the man pushed himself from under the car.

   The man got up from the small trolley he was lying on and started to
wipe his hands on a dirty rag and then he looked up and his eyes opened
wide.  Then he saluted Frank.  "Captain Webb Sha!"

   Frank automatically returned the salute without thinking looking at the
oil stained face beaming in front of him and then the name came to him. 
"Good grief, Corporal Dawson isn't it?"

   "Yes sir, leastways when you left us it was, got promoted to Sergeant
twice afterwards Sir." Dawson released his salute and held out his oily
hand which Frank shook without hesitation.

   "Twice?" Frank asked.

   "Well you see sir; seems they didn't like my attitude when I told a
captain what I thought of his orders, sir," Dawson said with a grin.

   "And the second time?"

   "Decided I'd had enough and didn't sign up again when my time was up."
Dawson smiled, "Then, when times got bad, this lot offered me a job and
here I am!  You don't want to hang around here sir!  There's some flipping
civi we're nurse-maiding thinks he's a know it all around motors!  I'm
supposed to hold his hand or somethin'" Frank smiled at that.

   "You know something Sergeant?  I am that flipping civi!  Anything to
drink around here?"

   "Yessir, over at the mess sir.  But why are we looking after you?  Don't
seem right somehow." Dawson took Frank to a pot of Swafega where they
started to paste their hands with the cleaner to remove the oil.

   "Long story Dawson!  Unfortunately it involves my family." Frank said,

   "Don't it always sir!" They then started to wash the gunk from their
hands the oil having been absorbed by the cleaner.  "If you come with me,
you'll find some familiar faces here."

   Frank smiled, "Okay Dawson, on one condition.  My name's Frank.  I'm no
longer in the army!"

   Dawson smiled, "If you insist sir, and I'm Reg.  Now what's the story .
. ."

   And the two walked away to the mess hall.

   -----------------------------

   Back in the classroom Jameson watched as the two remaining girls worked
away at the problems set out for them.  A glance at his pocket computer
showed him that they had exceeded the normal level for their age group.

   "Girls, if I could have your attention please." The two started to blink
their eyes and then turned to Jameson.  "I think you need a break from
those screens, we'll go to the library now and start reading some
literature."

   Cathy groaned, "Do we have to?  I was getting into those sums."

   Sharon agreed, "Yes please Mr.  Jameson, can't we continue with these?"
It seemed strange to Jameson that these two girls were so involved in
mathematics but the timetable was non-negotiable.

   "I'm sorry ladies but the lesson has ended." He pressed some buttons on
his pocket computer and the two screens logged out automatically.  "Now you
will accompany me to the library.  We've got some books to read!" And he
opened the door to the room and walked down the corridor.

   Sharon and Cathy looked at the, now empty, screens and then at each
other.  "Well, shall we go?" asked Cathy, smiling.

   "After you!" said Sharon also smiling.  The two ran from the room.

   "Did you see the screen trying to hypnotise us?" Cathy said to Sharon as
they followed Jameson.

   "I thought it was a glitch on the system!" Sharon exclaimed, "But why
didn't it do anything?"

   Cathy thought for a moment, "I don't know.  But I think it did
something. Have you ever liked maths?  I know I didn't, but while doing
those sums I started to enjoy myself.  I wonder if the program made us want
to do the sums!"

   Sharon looked at her friend in shock.  "But if that's true . . .  what
if they get that into schools?  Could you imagine all the kids wanting to
learn from the computers?"

   Cathy shook her head.  "Yes but why do we know what's happened? 
Shouldn't we have just ignored it?" She looked towards Jameson who was
waiting for them by the library door.  When they got up to him she looked
him straight in the eye.  "Okay, *Mr Jameson*!  Now can you explain what
the computer program did to us?"

   Jameson looked shocked.  "Miss Cathy?  I'm afraid I don't know what you
mean.  I thought you were having fun with the sums I didn't notice any
problems."

   Cathy studied the man closely.  His eyes didn't waver and he wasn't
sweating.  As far as she could see he really didn't know about the program.
But someone had to.  "*Mr.* Jameson someone is messing us around!  I think
that we won't be using the computers until we learn more about why people
want to change our minds!"

   "Miss Cathy I assure you that I don't understand what you are saying,
but I will make enquiries.  In the meantime I have a list of books that you
should be reading, I assure you there are no subliminal messages within the
books apart from the moral message that the authors may have included."
Jameson said while holding the door open.

   The two girls entered the room which was lined from floor to ceiling
with books, all in alphabetical order by author.  Jameson followed them in.


   "Crumbs!  I suppose the owners spend a lot of time reading!" Sharon
said.

   Jameson just smiled, "I'm afraid not, Miss Sharon.  Like many of the
`upper classes' the owners maintain a library, many of which are first
editions.  Unfortunately very few of the books have ever been read.  It is
a thing that is expected of them."

   Sharon looked at the mass of books in the room, "What?  None of them?"
referring to the books themselves.

   Jameson gravely nodded his head, "I'm afraid so Miss Sharon.  Although I
do believe that Mrs Coleman has been in this room several times reading a
few novels.  But that's when she has the time, of course." He closed the
door and started to lead the girls to the play's section.  "You both have
William Shakespeare on your lists.  Miss Cathy I would suggest `A Midsummer
Night's Dream' and for you Miss Sharon `The Comedy of Errors' both have
their own advantages."

   Cathy smiled, "Are these first editions as well?"

   Jameson returned the smile, "I'm afraid miss that if they were they'd
cost more than this house is worth!  These are fairly modern reprints. 
From the 1920's!" He handed the books over to the girls who took them and
sat down in heavy armchairs before starting to read.

   -------------------------------

   In the control room a man was scratching his head.  "How the blazes did
they realise we were trying something?  It was supposed to be
undetectable!"

   Sir Timothy smiled, "But that's the whole point of the project isn't it?
To produce people who can't be tricked or corrupted."

   The man turned to him shaking his head.  "But they're not supposed to be
able to see the markers, let alone realise what it was doing!  I mean to do
that . . ."

   Sir Timothy finished the sentence for him.  ". . .Would mean that we're
unable to control them, even if we wanted to!"

   The man agreed with him.  "Yes.  My God!  What if they decided to turn
against us?"

   Sir Timothy just looked at him, "Just hope they never do, Charles.  Just
hope they never do.

   Just then a telephone rang in the control room.  An aide picked it up
and listened for a moment; he passed it to Sir Timothy who listened.

   "When? . . .  How? . . .  No take him to Alpha3.  I'll go there myself
and meet him there, get team Alpha on site as well to augment security. . .
Yes I'm certain!" Sir Timothy hung up the phone and turned to the man,
Charles.  "I'm sorry but I'm got to go."

   "What's happened?" Charles asked.

   Sir Charles kept his voice calm.  "Joey and Ken Webb!  They've been
removed from the prison.  And we don't know by whom!"