Chapter Nine
It was a week before the next test. Andrew booked a room this time. Downstairs in the lobby of the hotel he had given Lucy the key. It was in an envelope, which also contained some instructions, hand-written. Then without a word he had left her. The instructions told her to go upstairs to the room and take off all her clothes. Closing the door behind her, but not locking it, she had proceeded to divest herself of her dress, her shoes, her bra and her knickers, her stockings and suspenders (it was always stockings now; even on the hottest days she wore stockings, of fine white cotton in the summer). Naked, she was to kneel on the edge of the bed, her bottom towards the door. She was to hold this position, not moving come what may, not speaking unless spoken to, and not looking
