She had (has) a confinement and torture fetish. We chatted for a bit but she wanted to get on with it. She went to a bedroom and changed.I lead Maggie... down to the cellar. She wore a towelling robe and slippers. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail. The chair stood in the cellar which is lit for effect i.e. pretty dark. I lead her around the chair. She was shaking and breathing quite hard. She had a look of terrified fascination on her face. I stood her facing the chair so she could study it. "Larry!" Susan's shriek cut off that train of thought in an instant. Out of long habit I dropped instantly into a crouch, turning as I did. When you get bullied as a kid you develop defense mechanisms, and this was mine; it had always disconcerted hell out of the jokers who were trying to sneak up behind me and grab me or punch me or something. And if I spun around I was better positioned to fight back, as I'd finally learned to do.I wasn't even all the way down when I felt something brush hard. When it gets near her watch, it goes crazy. He removes her watch. He shakes it out. A black dot falls out on the table. This is getting irritating to him. He smashes the bug."How long have you been wearing that watch?" I just put it back on today. I leave it in my room when I go out. Nick gave it to me." Has anyone besides you touched in the last six months?" No one I can think of."Cal says, "That new guy Roberts did at the restaurant. Where we found the other bugs." He wasn't calling himself. The expected completion of the tunnel had been reduced to a few weeks, instead of months, and the earlier installation of the rails meant that trains could run through the tunnel almost immediately after completion.Of course, there was nowhere to go at present. The surveyors had produced surveys for the first few kilometres of line, so construction of the trackbed could proceed. The Personalia informed the Governor that they had identified at least one site where sand and gravel could be.