The tool had a small steel shovel blade on one end, and a hoe like blade on the other end. It was made for me by a local blacksmith. It wasn’t cheap... but it would last forever he assured me. The tool was made with a shovel blade, the same size as an army entrenching tool, on the one end. On the other end of the six foot long hoe handle the smith attached a pointed hoe blade. Each blade reminded me of a gardening tool. Together they made a wicked tool, if I had to face a kid with a knife. Not. " stated Art who then added, "Besides, by the time they get ready to do something about it, we will be done and it will be a moot point."Rob, who had just walked up said, "The pump should be here just after noon and by this time tomorrow, we will be ready to allow water to enter the basin." Won't we have to wait until we get the ramp poured?" I asked"No the forms are completed and we are ready to start the pour. We can use the bulldozer to scrape down the bottom of the basin and the front-end. ?Kneeling down beside me he starts rubbing the welts that have developed on my tits making me wince in pain. Gently teasing my nipples he says, ?Then you do know why you’re here, slut??Not answering right away he starts pinching my nipples painfully making me cry out saying, ?Please no more. Yes I know why I’m here.?Letting go of my nipple he says. ?Good girl. Now tell me why you are here slut.?Taking a beep breath trying to control fear I say, ?I’m here to be punished.?Stroking my hair he. Steve Sharp had more than a business that worked on racing and warehouse stuff. This was more than I could expect, but he probably had contacts everywhere.I looked at the time and saw that it was just after six thirty. Should I or shouldn't I? I should, so I called the number I had for the 'Patio'.The man himself answered the phone. "Hi, Steve, this is ah, Buddy, the guy who was with the young lady you helped to get hooked up with Gene." Oh yeah, I remember you Buddy. Buddy Harrison right? What.