#330722 - Just the three little holes, matching her two little holes, the voice continued and as you see there are two plugs ready in the pockets, as Madam will demonstrate. Sarah looked again at her wristwatch, surely it could not be ten, those long light summer evenings in England, far too late now for dinner with friends, she thought about various boyfriends, but when she looked in her contacts, she realised she'd reached a dead end. Friday evening, the weekend was well underway as she made her way to the Tube station, rode the escalator and waited for the train, which whooshed from the tunnel creating its own winds which blew the litter around the unkempt platforms, she hung from a strap by the doorway, eschewing the use of hard seats, despite the near empty carriage, she preferred to remain on her feet.