The doorbell rang, "shit that must be Sandra, I'm coming, Amy said. She grabbed a shirt and put it on. Amy opened the front door for Sandra, "Are you ...eady?" Sandra said. "Nearly I just have to change these pants," Amy replied. "They look great come on we haven't got time for you to change we will be late," Sandra said. Amy didn't argue if they were late she would never hear the end of it, "Oh great you brought the bike," Amy said tentatively. "I thought why not it will get you use to having. The man had been a part of a talent exchange with Germany about ten years ago and had stayed."Speaking is Hans." Hi Hans. Its Steve, Steve Sharp." Hello, Mr. Sharp. What can the R&D shop do for you today? Mark is not here and Dennis is useless, only thinking of the time he will join you on vacation."I smiled at that and said, "Actually, Hans, this is something for you if you would want the challenge." Ho, ho, oh boy, give me big challenge and I can go to town. What is it, Mr. Sharp?" It's. " Tears streaming down his face, he bowed his head and let his shoulders slump, looking more pitiful and defeated than should be possible for such an intimidating figure. His voice sounded like some precious piece of fabric being torn over and over as he said, "Please tell me I'm a good boy. Please. You don't have to mean it, it's fine if you don't mean it, just... just let me hear it... just a little bit... please..." Awwww..." It had been a long car ride to reach that place, a long time for. He finished his work by running a final rope around my waistand the narrow part of the back-rest and tying it very tight. And then hestood back and admired his handiwork, a faint smile on his lips as I satthere, totally trapped, totally immobile and totally helpless."Oh, Rebeka" he said "poor, trusting Rebeka....you really are a very sillygirl, arent you?"I couldnt answer, I just sat in my chair, panting and squirming. Ofcourse, a part of me, deep down, knew that this would happen, knew.