Thomas Jefferson Shanklin shook his head in disbelief at what was emanating from his speakers as he sat in his vehicle. The investigative reporter had... been watching this church for the last three months and the message had been becoming more and more belligerent each week. When he'd approached his editor about running an article he'd been shocked to find that their small church was a mere cog in a much bigger, as in national at least, machine that had the backing of several of the leading media. I tried to call her regularly; feeling she needed contact with people to keep coming out of her shell. At least that's what I told myself why I was calling her.The last time I saw her was in mid-March when I helped her pack a rental van. She was going to get a new truck from her job so she was renting a van to take her stuff to Grand Junction. I was going to carry all the heavy stuff, but she surprised me again when I saw how strong she was. I kidded her about it, but she replied. " (I put that in there because I love looking at women's legs.) Now, the next part I felt might be pushing it, but I had to do it: "I will write Peter Jacobs e-mails telling him how much I need him." "I can confide in Peter Jacobs." "I can trust Peter Jacobs." "Peter Jacobs desires to have sex with me as much as I desire to have sex with him."I took a whole day timing her subliminal messages to fit inside her window clicks. I felt pretty confident that even though I had to break everything down. When he was done, I could only move my head.After the preparations Mark took out the vice.It had taken a long time to choose the most appropriate and suitable device. Basically nothing more than two plastic plates connected by a turn-screw. The cards would be moved closer together or farther apart by turning the screw.At this point, we agreed that we would experiment only on my left testicle, so if something went wrong, I would not lose my reproductive ability.“Shall we start?” Mark asked.I.