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   Jameson was not feeling well.  He'd taken some tablets from Mary the
previous evening and woke up in his room this morning.  He'd apologised to
the staff for his tardiness.

   He spoke to the three girls at breakfast, he was uncertain how to tell
them that he didn't have any lessons planned for that day and so they were
going to either go over the work they'd already done or any other plans
that they might be working on.

   "That's good." Cathy said.  "I've got a little project to get underway."
At Jameson's puzzled look she added, "You'll find out when I'm sure about
it."

   "Certainly Miss Cathy, I wish you good luck in your endeavour." Jameson
said.

   "Oh I'm not going to involve him!  At least not just yet," she said
smiling remembering her conversation with Clark a couple of nights ago.

   Jameson just gave her a blank look, which Cathy ignored.  She pulled
Kathy and Sharon with her and they returned to their common room.  Sally
was just coming out from the bedroom as they entered.

   "Back so soon?  or did Jameson give up on you all," she said with a
smile.

   "Well he seems to be under the weather at the moment.  He said it was
something he had yesterday," Sharon confided to Sally.  "So Cathy's trying
out something new."

   "Oh I see, well I've finished in there so please don't make too much of
a mess," she asked them.

   "We won't," promised Cathy, as they all entered the bedroom.

   ----

   Once in the bedroom the three girls went into a council of war.  "Why
here?  Why not in the common room?" Sharon asked.

   "'Cause they've got cameras in there and I wanted to keep this secret,"
Cathy said.  But in the gallery Mike started a tape recorder.  He didn't
normally listen to the bedroom noises - that was Sally's job, in case the
girls needed help during the night, but this was unusual to warrant
listening in.

   "We've got to stop Jason without bringing any harm to Kay . . .  Kathy."
Cathy amended at her friend's look.  "You've seen how Su looks!  She could
pass for a girl of twelve or thirteen.  All she needs are the right
clothes." She went to a closet and opened it, pulling out clothing.

   ------

   Su was waiting for the call from Cathy.  She arrived at the girl's room
ready for anything, except for what she found in the bedroom.  There were
clothes out on a bed, including, she noted, underwear, and much to her
horror, wigs!  Blonds, Brunette and dark brown!  And that was in pigtails!

   "Miss Cathy what do you want me to do?" Su asked although she thought
she knew.

   Cathy smiled at her sweetly.  "Do you want to help Kathy get that man
Jason arrested?" she asked.

   "Well of course I do!  Anything at all to help!" Su said. . .

   ----

   Sir Timothy looked at Jessica who was staring defiantly at him.

   "It isn't a matter of holding you here against your will.  All I'm
asking is that you attend Kathy until you are certain that there are no
further problems occurring to her," Sir Timothy said smiling.

   "Yes but you've called me here to speak to the child, which I have done
under the most unusual of conditions.  I wouldn't want to do this normally
but thanks to your demands I've accepted this!" Jessica sounded angry but
Sir Timothy managed to keep a straight face.

   "It must have been deplorable.  I can understand why you're so unhappy
but you must admit that young Kathy does deserve to be protected.  What if
the press found out that she was receiving treatment?  Just think how they
would hound both her and you," he said calmly.

   "Well I'm sure your people would be able to cope with that!"

   "For Kathy yes, but we couldn't keep an eye on you could we?  Would you
want somebody in your consultation room all the time?  Because that would
be the end result."

   "But I'd never be able to work like that!  My patients need privacy;
they wouldn't be able to open up as they should." She was shocked at his
question.

   "There you are then.  And you're not trapped here.  You can leave at any
time.  I don't know where you got that idea from?" He gave a gentle smile
while he said that, he'd already viewed the tape from the previous night.

   Jessica viewed him in silence before she spoke again.  "Well, Mary did
say that you'd practically conscripted her to work with your group of
people."

   To her surprise Sir Timothy just nodded.  "I suppose I did."

   Jessica rocked back in her chair.  "You admit it?" She asked.

   Sir Timothy smiled.  "Of course I admit it.  If I tried to lie to you
wouldn't you have noticed it?  It's your profession after all.  We needed a
doctor urgently at the time and Mary was nearby.  She offered to help us
and we gave her employment.  I didn't force her to stay with the
organisation.  But we have been grateful that she did."

   "Well then why did you make that young girl sit in on the sessions?  I
will admit that she helped but should she have listened to that?" Jessica
was angry again but this time Sir Timothy agreed with her.

   "I didn't.  Cathy decided that she wanted to watch over Kathy and ensure
that she didn't come to any harm.  She feels very protective to her, as if
she's showing that she doesn't blame Frank Webb for her kidnapping." Sir
Timothy wasn't looking at Jessica as he said that but was focused on the
seal in the room.

   Jessica was back in her professional role now.  "Did you think she
needed to do that?"

   "What . . .  Oh, well, not really.  She already had influence over Frank
and as far as I'm concerned she was fully capable of making up her own mind
without needing anyone else's permissions."

   "But still she thinks that she does?" Jessica prompted.

   "Well she still thinks of herself as a young girl.  When she finds out
her real destiny she's going to need help." Sir Timothy said this quietly
almost too quiet for Jessica to hear, but she did.

   "Her real destiny?  What is that?" Jessica was interested now.

   "Huhh!" Sir Timothy realise that he'd spoken out loud.  "Nothing I can
tell you about I'm afraid, it's all superstition, I don't think you would
be interested that, and anyway as an outsider I don't think I could tell
you," he added with a smile which infuriated Jessica.

   "And after you tell me that I'm expected to pester you to find out the
secret and to do that you'll make me join this organisation of yours?" she
asked.  When Sir Timothy didn't answer she smiled coldly.  "Well it won't
work!  I've got other patients to think about!"

   "Certainly Jessica.  I wouldn't hear of you deserting your
responsibilities.  I just want you to know that we appreciate your services
and if you ever feel that you want to expand yourself my door is open to
you." He sounded as if he was being open with her but Jessica had her
suspicions.

   "I don't know Sir Timothy. . ." she started to say but was interrupted.

   "You must do!  I've seen him in the mirror everyday." Sir Timothy said
with a smile, "Look, you don't have to do or say anything now.  Go back to
your patients and sort out their problems." He got up from his seat and
took Jessica's hand.

   "You never did tell me about Cathy," Jessica said

   "No, no I didn't." Sir Timothy smiled, "And I won't.  Cathy will need to
sort herself out without your help.  I'm sure she'll be able to."

   Jessica allowed herself to be steered out of the room.  The veiled
suggestions about Cathy had aroused her interest, but she stubbornly kept
to her guns.  No way was she going to join any ridiculous organisation, no
matter how old it was!

   "I'm going, Sir Timothy.  I will be back at some time to have another
session with Kathy, but I owe it to my patients to go back to them." She
looked him in the eye as she said that.

   "Certainly Jessica, you'll always be welcome here, just call and I'll
make sure that we have a car ready to pick you up.  I'll just get the pool
to arrange a car to take you back now and it'll be ready at the main door
when you get there." Sir Timothy had pressed a button and Jameson was just
entering as Jessica got up from her seat.

   Jessica smiled at him, "I hope you're feeling better after yesterday,
Jameson?" she asked as they walked along the hallway.

   "I must admit that I was a bit under the weather Doctor, but I'm feeling
better now.  I do hope you'll be returning to Miss Kathy soon, although she
does seem a bit easier in herself." He gave her a smile, "She even said
good morning to me today."

   Jessica shook her head, "I didn't do that Jameson.  She had to do it
herself; all I could do was to show her the way."

   "Well I must say that she's getting a bit more responsible than I've
seen her in the past few days.  Although it must be the company she's
sharing." Jameson added.

   As Jessica left in the car, still thinking about what Sir Timothy had
hinted at, Jameson was returning down the hall when he saw *4* girls? 
`_Now where has she come from_?' he wondered to himself.

   --------

   Su Li adjusted her costume.  The wig she didn't like!  Along with the
blouse, skirt, tie, ankle socks and shoes.  She looked at the three girls
watching her.

   "I do not look right!" She moaned, "How can I look like a young girl?"
she asked them.

   Cathy smiled, "Su you look perfect!  Just like a schoolgirl.  Why don't
we ask Jameson?"

   Su shook her head, "Oh no.  I do not want anyone who knows me to see
me." She said shrilly.  "What'll they say?"

   Kathy looked at Su and grabbed hold of her hand.  "We look almost like
sisters, well . . .  apart from the eyes.  But what about a pair of
glasses?" she looked at her two friends who were smiling at the sight of Su
Li as a schoolgirl.

   Cathy nodded her head and brought out her PDA, she entered a request and
the wireless transmission was passed to the control room.  A few minutes
later Sally arrived with a pair of plain glass spectacles.  She looked at
the four girls in front of her, puzzling where the extra girl came from.

   "Cathy who's thi . . .  Good grief is that you Su?  That's amazing!"

   "Oh Sally.  Do not tell me you are part of this . . .  this conspiracy."
Su demanded of Sally.

   Sally shook her head.  "No Su, I haven't been told any of this.  What's
happening?  Are you going to a fancy dress party?"

   Kathy answered for Su, "No.  Cathy wants Su to act as a decal instead of
me."

   At Sally's blank look Cathy corrected Kathy's error, "She means a decoy.
We thought if that man might fancy Su as a young girl.  Then she could
catch him."

   Sally smiled as she considered this.  "Yes that would work!  Have you
suggested this to anyone else yet?" she asked the girls.

   Cathy bit her lip.  "Well . . .  not really!  Although I have dropped
hints," she said.  "We thought if we could get Su to dress up first and see
how she looked.  I mean she does look just like a girl like us anyway.  So
all we had to do was find a school uniform and then Sharon suggested a wig.
And here she is!"

   Sally laughed for a moment and then looked serious again, "I think
you've got something here.  Why don't you write out your idea and send it
to Sir Timothy by email.  Include surveillance equipment and how many
people you'll need in backup.  I'm sure he'd think about the plan."

   "Do you think he'll bother?  I mean we're only kids." Cathy asked
seriously

   This time is was Su who answered.  "I think you underestimate your
capabilities.  It is true that in age you are young, but when using your
minds your age is beyond your years.  Sir Timothy knows this and will
listen to you."

   The three girls looked at each other.  At first this had just been a
joke to see if Su would go along with them to help Kathy against this
Jason, but now if Sally was right they actually were going to suggest this
plan to the head of the Organisation?  Did they dare to do this?

   "We need to see if anyone else is taken in by this," Cathy said handing
the glasses to Su.  "Come on let's walk around and see what happens." She
grabbed hold of Su's hand and Sharon took the other and they pulled Su out
of the room into the corridor with Kathy pushing from behind.  As they left
the room Sally laughed and shook her head.

   "Mark?  Are you still watching?" She spoke into the thin air.

   "Hello Sally, yes I'm still here.  You should have heard how Su was
reacting when they brought her into the bedroom!  She didn't like it and
when they came out from the bedroom . . .  well at first I thought they'd
smuggled someone else in!  I've got it all on video if you want to see it!"
Mark's voice showed that he was still amused by it.

   "If you've got a copy I suggest you forward it to Alpha.  They've got a
plan to get back at that pervert who's been molesting Kathy," Sally said
while looking into a ventilation grill near the back of the room.

   "Well if Su's going to be the bait then I don't think much of his
chances.  Hold on they're just getting close to Jameson. . ."

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

   "Excuse me Miss Cathy, but is your guest going to be staying for tea?"
Jameson asked.  He was slightly puzzled as he wasn't aware that the girls
had invited one of their friends to the house, indeed he wasn't even sure
how this newcomer had managed to gain access as the gate was heavily
guarded.

   Cathy smiled, "Oh I'm sorry Jameson, this is Kathy's friend Su . . . 
sanne," It was the only name she could come up with at short notice, "She
managed to sneak in, you won't report her will you?"

   Jameson shook his head, "I'm sorry Miss Cathy but I'm afraid that I'm
going to have to take action." He turned to Su and gave a smile, "I'm sorry
Miss Susanne but . . ." He paused slightly, the girl did seem very familiar
to him, there was something about her eyes, but the hair was wrong.  "I'm
sorry Miss Susanne, but do I know you?" He asked her.

   Su could barely stop herself from giggling but she didn't want to answer
him as he would recognise her voice.  So she merely shook her head.

   Jameson was still disturbed by the appearance of this strange girl, and
although he'd been asked not to report her he couldn't ignore her presence.
He reached into his pocket to take out his computer . . .  there was a
glint in the newcomer's eyes.  He did know her, he was certain about it. 
And then he realised.

   "Miss Su I wish you would alert me when the girls are playing you up."
Jameson said smiling.

   "Aww.  You're no fun!" Cathy said, "We hoped you wouldn't be able to see
who she was."

   Jameson stepped back from the group of girls and inspected Su closely.
Occasionally pausing and then smiled.  "You make a very good young girl,
Miss Su; I take it there is another reason for your subterfuge?"

   Su was about to answer when Jameson's computer pinged.  He looked at it
for a moment and then looked up.  "Miss Cathy it seems that Sir Timothy
would like to have a word with you.  And you appear to have left your
palmtop behind in your room," he added with arched eyebrows.

   "Aww sh . . .  ute" Cathy said as she patted her jeans pockets, "I'd
better go and get it.  Then I'll see Sir Timothy."

   "I'm afraid he would like to see you and Miss Su now, Miss Cathy"
Jameson observed.

   "I can't go like this, I am not dressed correctly." Su protested but
Jameson just smiled

   "I believe, Miss Su, that is the reason why you are requested to
attend." He said.

   "Okay then we'll go and see Sir Timothy now, where is he?" Cathy asked

   "In his office by the gallery room, Su can show you the entrance."
Jameson left the group and went back to the Butler's pantry.

   "We'll see you back in the room later," Cathy said to Sharon and Kathy.
She took Su's hand, "Come on the quicker we see Sir Timothy the sooner
you'll be back in your normal clothes."

   -

   When they arrived at Sir Timothy's office Cathy knocked on the door. 
"Enter!" came Sir Timothy's voice.

   Su held back, she didn't want him to see her like this!  But Cathy took
her hand and pulled her along.

   Sir Timothy looked up as the two entered the room.  DS Clark was also
present.  Both the men stood up as they came in.

   "Yes!  Very good!  Su, you look just like a girl of Cathy's age," Sir
Timothy said.  "Well Clark, what do you think?  Could we get him to respond
to Su?"

   Clark was smiling at Su.  The disguise was not perfect but as a first
attempt it was very good.  "It needs a little work.  But there's no reason
why it wouldn't work."

   "But Sir Timothy, I am not certain if I could go through with it!" Su
wailed, "I am too old for this."

   Sir Timothy smiled at her.  "In this case Su, age has nothing to do with
this!  You are the correct size and, with just a little work, could look
the part." Sir Timothy turned to Clark and asked "When could you get a team
together?"

   Clark looked at Cathy as if reluctant to continue speaking.  Sir Timothy
saw his look and smiled.  "It's alright Detective Sergeant.  Cathy's been
involved in this from the start, in fact it was her idea that prompted me
to call you." He smiled at Cathy.  "You don't mind that I'm advancing your
idea do you?"

   Cathy blushed, "Well I have to admit that I couldn't think of a way to
approach you with it.  I had to see if Su could pull it off."

   Sir Timothy appraised the disguised Su in front of him.  "I think she's
perfectly capable of acting the part.  I'm going to arrange for some
make-up and clothing suitable for the region," he said and then looked
directly at Su.  "Do you want to do this?" he asked her.

   Su looked at Cathy who was eagerly nodding her head before answering. 
"I do wish to help Kathy and this has been suggested as a way of doing
that. So yes Sir Timothy I do."

   Sir Timothy looked at Clark and smiled, "There you are Charles.  We have
a volunteer ready for you.  Now how soon can you set up the surveillance
and assault teams?"

   Clark considered this.  "The park is on two police patches and they both
have equal call on this, also the pornography aspect involves a part of
Scotland Yard.  Also he might not take the bait!"

   Sir Timothy looked at Su in a manner which made her blush.  "Oh I don't
know.  I think she makes a perfect target."

   "Now you are mocking me Sir Timothy," Su said but Cathy took hold of her
hand.

   "No he isn't.  You do look like a young girl.  I don't know how Jason
would be able to keep his hands off you," Cathy told her.  When Su looked
up at Sir Timothy his eyes were smiling at her.

   "I think you'd better get Cathy to Mary to check her over, that last
session was slightly intense." He looked at Cathy and his smile softened.
"That's if you don't mind, Cathy?"

   "I don't mind, she spoke to me yesterday.  She was nice," Cathy agreed
and took Su's hand.

   "I need to get changed first!" Su argued but Sir Timothy shook his head.

   "No time for that now, Mary wants to get this done before lunch," Sir
Timothy explained.

   Su shrugged her shoulders in defeat and allowed Cathy to drag her out of
the room.  After the door had closed there was a delay of a few seconds
before Sir Timothy laughed out loud.

   "I wouldn't have believed it!" he said.

   Clark looked at him mystified, "Why not?  She looked just like a girl, I
just can't see it failing!"

   Sir Timothy smiled and shook his head.  "Not that, it's Su allowing
herself to be dressed up like that.  She'll never go to a fancy dress
contest because that would demean her.  And yet after a few days she allows
the girls to do that to her . . .  It's just something that I never though
I'd see."

   Clark got out of his seat, "I'd better start doing my job and get a team
together."

   "Remember that we've got the surveillance equipment and backup to help
you should you need it.  Plus I'll make certain you have the videos of
Kathy's interview," Sir Timothy told him.

   Clark frowned, "Is that ethical?  I mean it was made during some
examination."

   "I don't think it is.  But then there may be something in them that may
help."

   "Well his modus operandi is pretty standard.  He'll probably have some
kind of wipe facility on his equipment and anywhere he might have the
pictures, he'll be foolish to keep them on the premises," Clark reasoned

   "Well he most probably thinks he's safe.  None of the children will
report him as he's got them under his thumb.  So he's not going to worry
too much about them giving evidence.  No, I think this plan of Cathy's is
the best thing we can use," Sir Timothy mused as Clark excused himself and
left the room.

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

   Mary was ready for Cathy when the two arrived, but she didn't recognise
the girl with her, until Su removed her wig.

   "My head is all sweaty under this!" she complained.

   Mary nodded.  "Yes it can get like that.  Why don't you try wearing a
tampon under it, you'll find that it soaks up the excess sweat."

   Su looked interested at that, "I would never have though of using one
for that!" she exclaimed, "I would have thought it would be difficult to
wear under this wig."

   Mary smiled, "Well no doubt Sir Timothy will have the details sorted out
soon." She then turned her attention to Cathy.  "Well then, how are you
feeling after yesterday's fun and games?"

   Cathy smiled at her, "I feel fine.  And after this morning exercises I'm
so relaxed, although meeting Sir Timothy was a bit of a surprise."

   Mary smiled.  "I know.  He can be a touch overbearing, can't he?" she
said and then she clicked her fingers.  "I knew I forgot something." She
turned to Su.  "Would you mind finding Sandra Coleman?" And in an aside to
Cathy asked, "You don't mind her being present when I carry out the
examination, or would you prefer your father?"

   Cathy quickly shook her head at that.  "No way do I want Dad here when
you look at me!" she exclaimed.

   "But Sandra is alright?" Mary asked just to make sure.

   "Oh yes, I don't mind mummy being here," Cathy practically gushed.

   Mary nodded at Su to confirm her request and Su left the room.  "So you
call Sandra Mummy?  Is it something she asked you to do?"

   Cathy shook her head, "Oh no.  I though that since she was going to
marry daddy I should start getting used to calling her mummy."

   "You don't resent her?  I mean she is taking your mother's place?" Mary
felt awful for asking these questions but she wanted to gauge how Cathy was
coping with her life so far.

   "But she isn't taking mummy's place, she's just borrowing dad until the
day when he joins mummy," Cathy answered with a smile.

   "But what happens then?  I mean George and his first wife together -
where does that leave Sandra?" Mary was interested in the young girl's
answer; it would show one aspect of her beliefs in an afterlife if nothing
else.

   "Of course she'll be welcomed to join mum and dad when it's her turn.  I
mean we are all one family and we should be together!" Cathy replied
perfectly calmly there was no hint of madness in her eyes; she really
believed what she was saying.

   A knock on the door announce the arrival of Sandra, who entered at
Mary's call.  When she saw Cathy she smiled at her daughter-to-be, and then
went to her and kissed her lightly on the cheek.  Mary watched this with a
smile.

   "That's nice.  You don't often see this amount of affection nowadays,"
she commented.

   Sandra blushed slightly when Mary said that, "Well to be honest we
haven't really seen each other to be able to act like mother and daughter,
the only time we meet is at breakfast and lunch." She looked hard at Cathy
as she added, "And you've missed a couple of dinners haven't you?"

   Cathy hung her head and then she said, "I'm sorry mummy, but I was
helping Kathy with her problem, and anyway last night I was too tired to
eat anything."

   At Sandra's worried look Mary spoke up, "It's alright Sandra, I was
called to both the girls last night, they were both in a deep trance but
they both came out of it okay, but tired." She smiled at Sandra
reassuringly.  "I made sure they're both fine."

   Sandra still looked concerned, "So why are you examining Cathy now?" she
asked.

   Mary smiled, "Because this has been the only chance I've had to do the
examination, I've still got Sharon to do as well.  But since Cathy is here
now I supposed I'd better get on." Then she clicked her fingers.  "I knew
that there was something I forgot to do today."

   She went to her bag and produced a small box with three lights on it. 
When she pressed a button a red light came on.  She clicked her tongue.  "I
thought so!  Now where have they put it this time?" she said almost to
herself as she started to move around the room.

   Sandra and Cathy watched her with interest as she started to wave the
box around.  Mary looked back at them as smiled, "Every now and then I have
to check over the place.  They're so scared that people are going to break
in!  They tell me that they don't record in here but I don't trust them
that much."

   Sandra's mouth opened in shock, "You mean they bug this room?  But it's
your examination room!" she said and then quickly added, "Did you check
before George and I . . ."

   Mary nodded, "Yes I did and it was clean.  Don't worry, only us three
know what happened here that day." She carried on with the box and
approached her computer, she looked at the camera that she used for video
mail and then carried on sweeping the box over her desk.

   "Strange?  The signal is strong over here but not on my desk!" She moved
back to the camera and then removed it from the computer.  "Sonofabitch!"
Then she looked at Cathy, "Pardon my French." Then she spoke to the camera.
"Okay boys, I want my camera returned and this one taken away.  It was a
good try but I'm better!"

   She then opened a drawer and placed the offending item inside it.  She
closed the drawer and locked it.  Then she started to scan the room again;
this time the box stayed green.  "They only try once; I just wonder when
they'll think about dropping two on me at the same time?"

   She turned to the other two and smiled, "There now, that's sorted out
let's get on with the examination.  Cathy if you'll undress behind that
screen and put on the robe you'll find in there please."

   Cathy did as she was asked, while she was undressing she heard Sandra
speaking.  "How come she's getting a robe when Robert and I didn't warrant
one?"

   Cathy could hear the warmth in Mary's voice as she replied, "But my
dear. I'm an elderly woman, how else can I get my kicks?"

   Cathy smiled as she heard first Mary giggling and then Sandra joining
her, she tighted the belt on the robe as she emerged from the screens. 
Mary motioned her over to a bench and she sat down on it.

   Mary went though the list of illnesses that she could remember and the
few times that Cathy had been in hospital - "tonsils, they gave me
ice-cream afterwards," she added smiling.

   Mary smiled "They give you harsher foods nowadays to toughen up the
throat again," she confided to the girl.

   "But that's not fun!" Cathy complained

   Mary shook her head and smiled.  "Hey whoever said that hospitals were
meant to be fun?  They're trying to get you better you know not pander to
your taste buds.  Now for the difficult questions." Mary glanced at Sandra
and then back to Cathy, "If you want to be alone for these questions just
say so."

   Cathy gulped slightly.  "You're making them sound bad."

   Mary shook her head to calm the girl's fear.  "Not bad but they are
personal, questions that you might not want your mother to hear the answers
to, now do I continue or do you want Sandra to leave?"

   Cathy looked at Sandra and said softly, "Mum please stay with me."
Sandra went to Cathy and hugged her tightly before returning to her seat,
Mary smiled at the response and then settled back to her work.

   "Have you started menstruating yet?" - "No"

   "Are you worried about how you'll feel when it starts?" - "No, I mean
everyone goes through it so why should it worry me?"

   "It can be pretty daunting when it first occurs." Mary looked straight
at Cathy when she asked the next question, "Are you a virgin?" - Cathy
smiled and said "Yes!" At Mary's look she added, "You're going to find that
out anyway!"

   "Quite true.  Do you masturbate?" - Cathy looked at Sandra and saw that
she was blushing at hearing the question.  "Yes I do." At Mary's look she
added, "A friend at school was talking about it once - how it made her feel
good but her mother said she'd go blind."

   Mary shook her head at that.  "Ridiculous nonsense.  How can doing that
make her mother turn blind!" she said with a slight smile.

   Cathy balled her fists and placed them on her hips.  "She didn't mean
her mother would go blind, she meant that she would!" And then she saw the
smile on Mary's face.  "That's not fair, you're supposed to be a serious
doctor."

   Mary laughed, "I think your mother knows what type of doctor I am.  I do
enjoy a good laugh now and then.  Did you believe what she said?"

   Cathy shook her head, "No way.  I mean it feels so good that it can't be
that bad, can it?"

   Mary shook her head, "I never found that it was.  You can go a bit too
far with it though.  What have you used while masturbating?"

   "Use?  I thought that you could only use the hands.  I mean what else
could you rub over it?" Cathy seemed slightly confused.

   "Cathy, how long have you been masturbating?" Sandra asked the question
now.

   Cathy looked at her and now found that she was blushing, "Only for the
last month, but I didn't dare do it when I was with Sharon, and now that
Kay's joined us I didn't think I should do it . . ." Her voice faded with
her embarrassment, she have vowed to herself that she wouldn't be
embarrassed with Sandra and here she was breaking that vow.

   Sandra got up and went to her daughter, "It's alright darling, you're
young, and I'll talk to you about this later, and maybe give you a few
hints"

   Mary raised her eyebrows at that, "Well that will be a first, a mother
interested in her daughter's sexual education.  You never know what
problems occur when they just hope it would go away."

   Cathy just looked at her and said coldly, "I do!" She was thinking of
Kathy as she said that.

   Mary's smile faded and she nodded, "You're right, I almost forgot about
that."

   Sandra looked between the two uncertain of what they were talking about
but Mary turned back to her.  "I'm sorry my dear but it involves another
person and we're not allowed to talk about it until her family is told."

   But Sandra had already put the pieces together, "Oh God.  Kathy!  What
happened to her?"

   Cathy shook her head, "I'm sorry mummy but I'm not going to tell tales,
but it's going to be dealt with, I promised her that!" Sandra looked at
Mary who nodded.

   "Trust me my dear, when she's ready to talk about it to her parents
she's going to need our help." Mary told her.  Sandra nodded and promised
to herself to be there for the child.

   Mary then turned to Cathy, "Now child as you said earlier this is where
I find out if you told me the truth!" She smiled at the young girls'
expression.  "Don't worry I'm not going to attack you, now I just have to
examine your body to make sure that there are no problems." She made sure
that Cathy was comfortable on the bench and then moved behind the girl.

   Cathy shivered as she felt Mary's hands untie her robe and then started
to touch her breast buds.  Mary's touch was firm but not harsh.  "Now
Cathy, I know you're young but at some stage you should learn to examine
your breasts for any lumps that may form."

   Cathy smiled, "But I've already got two lumps forming!" she said softly
so that only Mary could hear.

   She felt Mary's smile as the older doctor laughed in her ear, "Those are
not the lumps I'm on about, and you'll find the boys will like them when
you're older."

   "I'm not sure I'll like that," Cathy murmured quietly, but Mary still
heard her.

   "Oh, when you're older you will find you're going to enjoy their antics
as they vie for your attention," she said encouragingly

   Cathy turned her head and looked back at Mary.  "Do you mean that?" she
asked.

   Mary in the meantime had finished manipulating the girls' breasts and
moved her hands over Cathy's neck, checking for anomalies in the muscles.
"Of course I do, it's a natural stage of growing up.  At first you hate the
idea but then you start to like it, soon you're going to crave it!"

   Cathy looked towards Sandra who to her surprise was nodding her head,
"It's true Cathy, and when it does you have to ensure that you don't fall
too quickly, choose the boy wisely and then check his reactions first."

   Mary then added, "Of course there's the added complication."

   "Pregnancy I suppose!" Cathy said glancing at Sandra.

   "Oh no Cathy.  It's just that the boy may be in a worse state than you!
He's going to be self-conscious and tongue-tied.  Don't expect him to
always make the first move," Mary said smiling as she moved to the front of
Cathy and was examining her eyes and skin tone.

   "But don't be too eager." Sandra chimed in, "Then you might be thought
of as a girl who throws herself at everyone."

   "You mean a slut!" Cathy said.

   Mary clicked her tongue, "You shouldn't know that word, or what it
means. But yes that is the danger of being too forward." She started to
position Cathy further back on the bench and started to pull out some
stirrups which Sandra could see were designed for young teenagers rather
than mature women.

   Mary expertly calmed the girl as she moved Cathy's legs into the
stirrups.  "Now this may feel uncomfortable but I'm afraid it's the best
position there is to examine you.  Have you ever had an exam like this
before?"

   "No.  I think my doctor wanted me to have a gyn.  exam the next time I
had an appointment," Cathy said as she raised her head to look at Mary.

   "Well then my dear, I'll just explain what I'm doing as I go." Mary
settled herself in front of the girl, with Sandra seated beside Cathy
holding her hand.  "Now at your age, your body is developing."

   Cathy gave an irritated snort.  "I've been through all that in the
biology classes, developing of the sexual organs and the likes!" she
informed Mary who looked up at her and smiled.

   "Yes, but you only learnt the theory didn't you!  You know that people
develop at different rates; a girl of eleven could have breasts that a
young adult female of fifteen would envy.  Does that mean she's going to be
ready to be a mother at her age?"

   "Of course not!  That's just the way her body turned out!  It's all due
to genes not age.  There's no way a girl should have a baby!" Mary heard
the conviction in the young girls' voice and smiled, it seems that Cathy
had already made up her mind about such things.

   "Nice words from one so young," Mary said.  "When did you decide that?"
she asked.

   That did puzzle Cathy as well, "I donno.  It just seems right." The
puzzled tone conveyed itself to both Mary and Sandra.  Sandra just
tightened her grip on Cathy's hand to try to offer support.  Mary paused in
her checking for a moment before she started to put on her rubber gloves.

   Sandra saw this and smiled at Mary who gave a smile in return.  "Now
Cathy when I touch you I assure you that I'm not molesting you or anything,
I'm wearing rubber gloves to reduce the chances of my nails accidentally
cutting you down here"

   Cathy felt the strange coolness move the lips of her sex apart as Mary
gently spoke, "Now these are the labia Majora or large lips; from the
tightness of them I know that you've never really tried to insert anything
large inside you here." Cathy squirmed as she felt herself being opened
further and deeper.

   "These are know at the Labia Minora or. . .  ?" Mary waited for Cathy to
gain her breath before she could answer.

   "Doesn't that mean little lips?" Cathy guessed.

   "Well done.  Tell me, have you studied Latin?" Mary said smiling.

   "No . . .  why should I?" the curious girl asked.

   "No reason why not, but you might find it useful for a thing or three.
Ah.  There it is.  Congratulations young lady." Cathy didn't know what she
meant but recalled that Kathy had reported Jason saying almost exactly the
same thing.

   "Was that what he meant?" she asked out loud making both women look at
her, "Jason.  He said that when he pushed a metal thing inside Kathy."

   Mary looked shocked at that, "How could he!  That bastard!  But Kathy
was still a virgin, he didn't rape her!"

   Cathy shook her head, "No, he kept on saying that it would get him a lot
of money."

   Mary kept quiet but vowed to herself to have a word with Su, a word
involving a face, a foot with possibly a couple of fists included as well.

   "Never mind that for the time being.  Let's get back to the examination
shall we?" Mary said calmly, "You'll be happy to hear there are no problems
down here, now if I pull back slightly and examine this little item."

   Cathy gave a sudden lurch as Mary touched her sensitive clitoris.  "Have
you already found this?" Mary asked her while slightly agitating it.

   "Ooooo.  yyeeeessssss." Cathy fell back onto the bench as she felt
herself being manipulated and excited by Mary, who was using one hand as
she positioned the other one ready.

   Sandra looked over at Mary, `should you be doing that?' she mouthed to
the doctor.

   "Probably not.  But it distracts her from feeling this." Mary knew that
Cathy was beyond hearing any words at the moment as the young girl rapidly
approached her climax.

   As the girl started to shudder in pleasure Mary started to drill a
finger into Cathy's anus, leaving it embedded while the girl recovered
herself.

   "Oh good grief, that was the best one I felt." Cathy was dragging
herself down from her sexual high and then she noticed an uneasy feeling.
"Hey there's something in my . . .  my," She started to wriggle, "Hey it's
moving!" She started to get worried.

   "It's alright Cathy, I'm afraid it's my finger, I just need to check
back here for any problems.  You're going to feel uncomfortable while I do
this which is why I masturbated you just then; the moderate loss of control
allowed me to access you this way without causing you discomfort."

   Cathy squirmed again as Mary prodded around in her anal tract feeling
for the different organs ensuring that none were oversized in the young
girl.  Cathy submitted to this strange examination with good grace but was
happy when Mary had finished.

   "There now that's it!  I've finished the medical part of the
examination. If you want to you can get dressed now." Mary removed Cathy's
legs from the stirrups and started to rub them as she allowed the girl to
remain lying down.  "You shouldn't need to have this at your age, but it
never hurts does it?" Mary said encouragingly to the young girl before
swatting her on the legs and pushing them over the side.

   Cathy quickly got up and went to the screen, before she did she kissed
Sandra on the cheek, "Thanks for being here mummy." She said and then went
to Mary, who she also kissed.

   "Why child, what was that for?" Mary exclaimed, touching her cheek where
Cathy had kissed her.

   "For being so nice!  You didn't need to do that for me," Cathy said and
went behind the screen to get dressed.  Mary chuckled and removed her
gloves before turning to the paperwork which she tried to complete before
Cathy returned.

   "Well how is she?" Sandra asked.

   "Perfect, but then how couldn't she be.  Given her lifestyle and
parentage," Mary said distractedly.

   "Parentage?  How does that come into it?" Sandra asked puzzled.

   Mary looked up and gathered herself, "Well you know the theory genes and
all that!" Mary said covering for her slip but Cathy, behind the screen,
had noticed this and was getting interested.

   "Have you ever studied Genealogy?" Mary asked Sandra who shook her head,
"It's a rather precise science and, if done properly, reveal quite a lot
about how people will behave.  Like a person who was the son of a good
farmer and he became an excellent farmer the likelihood is that his son
would be a great farmer." Mary waxed on getting Sandra confused about the
subject.

   "But that's all due to learning and training, the father would pass his
knowledge onto his children and so on.  It's just teaching and doing, it's
not genes," Sandra protested.

   Mary nodded, "That's true, but it's easier for a farmer's son to learn
his father's trade than to get a city boy to learn.  It's now thought that
whatever it was in the genes of the farmer in the first place helped him to
be a good farmer.  It's difficult to place into words."

   "Basically you're saying that a person becomes a good farmer, or doctor
or pilot because their genes tell them that that is what they should be?"
Sandra queried.

   Mary smiled, "Exactly.  That sums it up.  Your genes direct your
future!"

   "And what is mine?" Cathy asked as she emerged from the screened area,
tucking her blouse into her skirt.

   "Oh I couldn't possibly say at this time." Mary said smiling, but Cathy
could sense something behind the words.

   Mary then looked at Sandra, "My dear I said that the medical part of the
examination is completed and it is, however I would like to conduct a small
experiment of my own." She looked directly into Sandra's eyes.  "I warn you
that the results may seem frightening to you, but I'd ask you not to
disturb either Cathy or myself.  Do you understand this?"

   Sandra was already disturbed by Mary's words but nodded her head, "What
are you going to do?"

   Cathy, who was already seating herself in a chair across from Mary,
spoke up.  "You want to hypnotise me.  Don't you?"

   Mary nodded.  "I do Cathy.  I want to duplicate what happened yesterday
evening.  Do you mind?"

   Cathy smiled and shook her head.  "No, I quite liked that room of
Kathy's; I wouldn't mind visiting it again."

   At Sandra's look Mary reached out and gripped her knee reassuringly. 
"It's alright my dear, we won't be in any danger.  It's just that if this
works we'll both be in a trance until we decide to come out."

   Cathy smiled at Sandra, "It's alright mummy, but if you get too worried
then just call my name and I'll get back to you!"

   This interested Mary.  "Do you know how you're going to do that?" she
asked but Cathy didn't answer her.  Mary looked closely at Cathy and then
shook her head slowly.  "I don't believe that!  She's already under and I
didn't do a thing!" She looked at Sandra and smiled at her, "Oh well I'd
better start concentrating, see you soo. . ." And then her eyes drooped and
closed.

   Sandra looked between the two and could see that they were slowly
breathing and seemed to be okay.  There was a knock on the door and Sandra
got up and opened it.  Outside was Sir Timothy and Su he looked into the
room and sized up the scene immediately.

   "I warned her about doing this!" he said.  "I just hope she comes out of
it okay."

   Sandra just looked at him before asking, "Who, Cathy?"

   Sir Timothy shook his head, "No, Mary.  I asked her not to try this." He
looked at Sandra and smiled, "Cathy will be fine, don't worry about her."
He glanced around the room and found two more chairs one of which he sat on
and waited.

   --------

   The room and fireplace materialised around Cathy and she smiled as it
did.  She looked around and frowned, Mary will need another chair.  And one
appeared.  Cathy smiled and then thought some more.

   A table soon appeared between the chairs with two cups of hot chocolate.
Cathy smiled and picked up a cup of chocolate and then sat in one of the
chairs and waited for Mary to arrive.

   After a few more minutes Mary appeared in the room and smiled at Cathy.
"Hello dear, you're right this is a comfortable room." She sat in the chair
and looked at the table.  "For me?  How nice." She took the other cup and
sat down sipping it.

   At the taste she looked at Cathy.  "This is wonderful!  How did you know
I liked my chocolate like this?"

   Cathy just smiled for a moment and then concentrated again, a large
marshmallow started to float in the liquid.  "I didn't, all I've done is
created the idea of the drink, your mind finished the thing."

   Mary sipped again at the drink and then regarded Cathy.  "Where did you
learn how to do this?"

   Cathy thought and then shrugged her shoulders.  "I dunno.  it's just
like I picture things and they appear.  It's just like dreaming ain't it."
She beamed at Mary who all of a sudden had a picture of a black face with
brilliant teeth.

   `{_bl}G'day Lady.  You's back again.  Hallo Girlie nice to meets
you's{bl_}.' Mary gasped - it was the same youth.  He held a long stick in
one hand, a knife stuck into his loincloth; his other hand was holding a
boomerang.

   He walked up to the table and placed the boomerang on to it.  He stood
in front of the fire and warmed his body in front of it.  `{_bl}Nice room.
You's got the knack girlie, but can you keep it up{bl_}?'

   He looked at Cathy who just returned his gaze, all of a sudden the room
faded.  The fire shrank down to a circle held by a ring of stones.  The
cave appeared behind him; incongruously the two armchairs still remained.

   Cathy stood up and looked at the scenery around them.  `_Where is this?
In the real world I mean_.' Her voice was strange almost liquid in sound.

   The youth smiled at her.  `{_bl}You's quick girlie, this is what you
call Australia.  you's at Ngarrabullgan in the time of the dreaming.  This
place is dangerous girlie.  Can you face the Eekoo who will come for
you?{bl_}'

   Mary stood up angry with the youth.  `_Wait!  That wasn't what you told
me!_' Then she paused slightly as the lost knowledge poured back into her
head.  The youth smiled at her.

   `{_bl}That's right lady.  You were the one to bring her here to be
tested.  I took you to the Lake where the Eekoo threw their magic sticks
and sent you back to the real world.  that was three days ago.{bl_}' He
told her.

   Mary just stared at him.  `_*THREE DAYS!* That ridiculous!  That was
half a lifetime ago!_'

   `{_bl}But lady this place is forever in the dreaming, when you's comes
here it doesn't matter where's you's from you's here and now!  Not there
and thens,{bl_}' the youth patiently explained.

   `_Mary what he means is that this place is nowhere really.  It's just
made up in our minds.  Yours, mine, his and everybody who sleeps.  It
doesn't matter what the day or time is.  This land exists whenever it can,
so it's always today, or tomorrow or yesterday._' She smiled as she said
that as if to say it's so easy.

   Mary gave a wan smile back, `_I'm sorry Cathy, I shouldn't have let you
bring me here, I've endangered you.  I'm so sorry._'

   Cathy walked to Mary and took her hands, `_It's alright Mary.  I'll be
fine.  You'd better return to the real world, mummy will be waiting and I
think Sir Timothy is waiting for you!_'

   Mary just looked at her.  `_How do you know_?'

   Cathy smiled, a small enigmatic smile, and then shook her head.  `_I
don't know!  Fun isn't it_!' She touched Mary's forehead.  `_See you soon.
. ._' and then Mary faded from the scene.

   `{_bl}Good grief girlie.  What was it you's did?{bl_}' The youth looked
from the cave mouth.  `{_bl}No-one's should be able to cast people out from
the dreaming{bl_}!'

   `_Oh I didn't cast her out.  All I did was to wake her up.  It was
simple just a touch_!' She approached the youth who started to back away
from her.  `_What's wrong?_' she asked him.

   "{_bl}Girlie don't you know?  Can't you's see?  If you's can wake people
up then that's the end of dreamtime!{bl_}' The youth was clearly frightened
by this.  But Cathy could see what he meant.

   `_What if I promised never to do that?  What if I tell you that I'll
never destroy this land at all?  Would that help_?' she started to beg the
youth

   `{_bl}You's swear that Girlie?  Don'ts you's know that you's have
control over this land.  You's would be Queen of this land.  All would bow
to you girlie.{bl_}' The youth didn't look at her as he said that.

   `_Queen of this?  Why?  It doesn't really exist!  I wouldn't live here
I'd only* be* here_!' She was so fervent about this that the youth looked
up and he was smiling.

   `{_bl}You's mean that girlie.  You's don't want to control dreamtime? 
It's good!  But I warn's you that Eekoo don't believe you and want to
stop's you!  Are you ready for them?{bl_}'

   Cathy shook her head.  `_No, I'm not.  But that wouldn't stop them will
it?' The youth shook his head sadly.  `Then I suppose I'd better get on
with this,_' she said approaching the youth who, this time, allowed her.

   `{_bl}It's this way girlie; I'll takes you to Lake Koongirra.  That's
where the Eekoo dwell.  I'll warn you's now girlie they will throw stones,
wood or hooks to take your spirit or trap your spirit.  If they's do that
then you's lost to me and the real world until they's release you.  That's
what they did with that Mary lady, a part of her is still there in the
Lake{bl_},' he quickly told her as they walked pass lizards that watched
them silently with unblinking eyes.  `{_bl}You's have to defeat them with
you's own power{bl_}.'

   Cathy looked at him wide eyed, `_But what power do I have_?' she asked
him.

   The youth smiled at her and then shook his head while still smiling. 
`{_bl}Girlie don't you's know.  You've got more power than they will ever
dream of.  And here dreams are everything!{bl_}' He stopped and pointed in
front of him.  `{_bl}There girlie is the Lake.  All you have to do is wait
for the Eekoo to find you{bl_}!' She took a few steps forward and then
turned her head back to look at the youth.  He was standing still - but
several miles away from her!  When she turned her head back she was at the
edge of the Lake.

   The water started to boil and a cloud started to form above it.  It
became black with lighting flashing from within it and a voice boomed out
`{_br*}WELL CHILD, DO YOU THINK TO DEFEAT US{*br_}?'

   Cathy swallowed but stood firm.  `_I don't, but I'm here for Mary._' She
wasn't sure why she said that but the words had come from her mouth.

   `{_br*}YOU?  FIGHT FOR HER?  A MERE CHILD?  GO HOME LITTLE GIRL BEFORE
YOU START TO CRY{*br_}!' The voice was mocking Cathy but she smiled
slightly and shook her head.  She extended an arm and a boomerang appeared
in it.  She bent her other arm and a shield covered her body.

   `_Sticks and stones may do me harm but words will never hurt me_' As a
battle cry she'd heard better but again the words didn't really come from
her.

   `{_br*}SO THEY WILL CHILD.  SO THEY WILL!{*br_}' the cloud said before
it started to close in.