Illegal under wire (mi's side)

Illegal under wire

I stood in muted disbelief at the doorway of my room with Ava beside me as I watched Emmet, Esmee, crystal Ingrid and Edward all posed in latex gloves and green plastic aprons turn my room upside down. The bed frame was on the side on the wall while Emmet and Edward examined at wooden slats with a touch checking for anything that may have been taped there. Esmee was discreetly as possible going though my under pants, bras and socks examine every one in detail before passing some back in the draw and some in a cardboard box with office, my name and my patient number written ion the front.

“I’m not aloud my bras!” I blurted out with out thinking or caring how stupid I sounded. All five of them stopped what they where doing and turned to look at me with varying Expressions on the face ranging from crystals smug evilness right down to Esmee’s which was contorted with a pain that she felt somewhere deep inside at her for having to complete the task; I guess she new from first hand experience how totally degrading it felt. Edward and Ingrid smiled at me gently and Emmet watched his wife out the corner of his eye reading her every emotion in seconds.

“Of course you can honey,” Esmee said breaking the silence while walking towards me which made the others go back to there selected stations of investigation. “It’s just the ones with under wire I am taking away.” Esmee said softly as she took hold of my hand in one of hers and gave it a squeeze.

“Under wire, what the hell am I going to do with under wire?” I shouted angrily before I realised I was talking to Esmee and brought my voice down again, it wasn’t her fault.

“I know honey,” Esmee whispered rocking my arm from side to side not able to look up into my face properly, “I find it a bit stupid too but I have to do it Mi.”

“I know.” I said softly trying to make my voice as soft as I could “It was just a bit of a shock. Do you really have to look through everything I asked solemnly as I lifted my gaze off of the floor just in time to see Crystal pull Pandora’s Box out the back of my wardrobe.