I slipped into bed, rechecked the alarmand tried to get some sleep.The alarm went off at 5:45 and I went in and brushed my teeth, puton my garter belt... and stockings, then I slipped on my shoes. I puton the brown wig and did a quick makeup application, just my lipsand a touch of shadow for my eyes. I went down and filled a cup ofcoffee for Tim and headed back upstairs.When I got to his door, I noticed that it was slightly ajar andthat the lights were on in the room. I could hear a noise. The clamps were quite tight, and I knew they wouldn’t fall off no matter how Claire struggled. Wires from both sets of electrical contacts led to a small black TENS unit which I controlled with two sets of dials.I gagged Claire to help her endure the pain she would experience. Then, I started showing Claire how I could use the TENS unit to create tiny isolated pin pricks of pain. I demonstrated how I could run these stinging sensations together faster. I could also increase their intensity,. At some point over those six months the fantasycrystallised into a definite plan.I knew I would have no trouble getting into her house,I had made a faltering attempt at making a pass at heronce (well, I’d gone over to see her on some flimsypretext and hope she’d make a pass at me), and stillpopped in every now and again, I also knew that eventhough she was twice my age I was physically a matchfor here. I was always good at sports such as Judo atschool. All I had to do was make sure. ” “Hey, who’s this?” I asked. “Christy.” “Oh hey! How’s it going?”“Can you come see me?” she asked.“Well, yea, why?”“I’ll tell you when you get here.”“Okay.”I get to her house and she answers the door sobbing.“What’s wrong?” I asked.“I need money again”“Why, aren’t you working?”She began crying, “I was fired!”“Why?”“Well, it’s a long story and I don’t feel like telling all of it right now. I need money, though.”“How much?”“A lot.” she replied.“Ok, well, you know what you have to do,.