It made my heart pound faster and faster. Each day, the professor would hand me a long list of chores to be completed in full before he got back home.... My penalty for missing any would be instant punishment of his choosing, which would never be disclosed to me.My daily list of duties that I needed to perform always started with me serving him breakfast in bed each morning. Whilst he was eating, I had to kneel down on the floor in front of him until he finished. Sometimes he would take a while to. "I was looking for something up your street," he explained.Indeed, the video was just what Jed needed to perk him up. It had been a hard day, with his girlfriend nagging at him over last night, and the rain, and everything. He was glad to escape for a few hours relaxation round at Angie and Rex's. He stared at the screen. A girl was being manhandled in a commuter train. He could never understand how they set up these things. The train looked and sounded entirely realistic; the mini-skirted. Brett in particular was trashed and even though he was the most shy out of us three, he decided he wanted to roam area some.This did not sound as enticing to myself or my other friend Sean. There was nothing around except a small lodge and a gas station anyway. But entertaining Brett, we went along with it and led us into the start of a night we wouldn't soon forget.All lightweights and on our 6th drink or so we headed out, first to grab some snacks at the gas station across the street. We must. It must have weighed in at thirty pounds. "Uh ... Dad, when you pull out this morning, you'd better use Barnes's drive. And be careful of the road. It's pretty slick." Ah. That would explain the baby blue Mercedes cross-wise in our drive." You saw." Why don't we go get this done together? It should only take a few minutes. Go ahead and get the tractor and I'll grab the logging chain." Dad swallowed the last of his coffee and we grabbed our boots and coats.It really did only take a few minutes.