Cindi, you’ll work with us on that today while Dave and Penny focus on the doctor’s office software. Let’s get to work!”Julia, Cindi, and I sp...read out all the notes and forms on the dining room table and began designing the software. As each hour passed, I realized just how much we owed to Scott and his software development class. It had provided us with the foundation that we needed to successfully complete this project. When we broke for lunch, everyone gathered in the sunroom to eat. Elyse. The singer, wearing just jeans and boots and with a torso plastered in tattoos, was shouting out some barely comprehensible lyrics. A sizable crowd of a couple of dozen people before the stage started headbanging and dancing away.The bar was a lot larger than you would have thought from the outside and there were around a hundred people there; mostly punk types with spikey hair and mohawks but a few black-haired goths and some shaven-headed people thrown in as well. It seemed to primarily be a. I could only nod as she turned to the next page to see the naughty maid over her Mistress' lap, being spanked for some wrong doing. "Oh my," she said, looking at the growing bulge in my pants. "You must like this page a lot. It has sticky marks on it." I cringed at her comment. "Is it one of your favorites?" looking straight at me. I bet you'd like to be in your maids uniform right now? From the looks of your little package you would like to lay across my lap and be spanked right now wouldn't. The sounds were coming from Timothy'sbedroom.I could hear his voice through the door, mumbling. My first thought wasthat in addition to Dr. Van Norfleet's diary, Rachel had supplied himwith a cell phone with which to keep FPS apprised of his whereabouts,activities, and treatment. It took me only a second to realize that thatcouldn't be the case. There wasn't any reception out here.I stepped closer to the door and listened."No. Oh no. No, no please," was all that I could hear, and he repeated.