Aspects of the Ecology of Brown Band Syndrome in Acroporids. Findings from the Central Section of the Great Barrier Reef

Good God, you'd think I was a convict!" "You are, dear – in a way." There came the most audible of clicks, and the neat silver band found its resting place nestling into the softness of Margo's middle. "It sets you off beautifully. It's one thing I never complain about myself. The belts are immensely becoming to a girl with a narrow waist, and that's the only kind of waist Rossland accepts. And you were right about the collar – it comes next." The collar was bronze. There was nothing light about it, but the metal was flat and it nestled snugly around a maiden's neck. From the back dangled a single link of chain, its purpose all too obvious. The girl who wore such a collar could be handily leashed. When it was secure on her throat, the newly captive girl raised exploratory fingers to its unfamiliar surface. Everything felt strange and a little frightening. "That's it for now," Jean reassured her. "Come along, I'll find a mirror for you. You absolutely must see yourself. You're quite ravishing. That's one thing about this place: the girls look a lot better without their clothes ...»