"Hello," I just asked absentmindedly."Kate," came the immediate and stern reply, "I'd like you to come tonight and help my son with his project. Can y...ou be here at around 7?" She asked, but it sounded a lot more like a command."Yes ma'am, I have some plans for tonight, but I'll see what I can do." I said. I was lying of course I know I needed the money but I wasn't just ready yet to see the teen again. And yet strangely, the thought of seeing the teen again sent a fuzzy feeling throughout my. A garage, with underground rooms behind it—the laundry and a small bedroom, with bath, were buried in the between the house and the SS36 road. Across from the driveway was a dock extending out into the lake. The base contained more than the entrance hall, though. I found that it contained a rock-walled home gym and sexual torture chamber, complete with all the equipment and toys that a sadist would need. Restraints hung from the wall of this chamber. Inspection of the bedroom buried behind the. At this point Peter shouted no, no, please don't, but it was to late, the photos where done, during all the commotion Fiona had taken the opportunity to removed Peter's trainers and then pull his trousers and pants right off, Peter was now laying in the forest surrounded by five girls from his class totally naked, the revenge was complete, or was it. ? Jackie looked down at Peter still laying spread eagle on the ground with the girls still holding his arm and legs tightly, with a misgivous look. We had an informal progress meeting, I made a visit to some of the critical places in my world, and then got back to the office, like many of the workers, trying NOT to be out in the nasty weather.The wind changed at lunchtime and by four o'clock the low clouds were gone, replaced by high overcast, and it was breaking up.I got back to the park and walked into the office to find Cindy, Helen and Charlie chatting."How's the project?" Charlie asked."We're going to spin the second one next week," I.