Garth walked ahead of Mansfield and as they entered the dimly lit officeGarth closed the door behind them and indicated to Paul to sit in thevisitor's...chair next to the desk. Garth sat behind the desk and pointed toa laptop computer that was connected to a camera-like black box of about sixinches square on top of a twelve inch high tripod.Garth commenced his hoax by telling Paul about a new computer softwareprogram he was working on to improve staff relations by matching personalitytypes so. He removedthe hood. She recognized him instantly. She waited for him to speak."Come....follow me."He turned, descending the stairs. For a moment Nancy was too stunned tomove. But as he disappeared back into the fog she hastened to follow him. The stairs were damp. As she had only sandals on her feet, she heldthe railing tightly as she went down, but it too was wet and slippery.She tried to keep up but by the sound of his steps she knew she was falling behind. The stairs were steep. The mist was. I had heard rumors about Chloe having sex with other guys, seriously sleazy sex. I didn’t know if Dave knew about this, and I didn’t feel it was my place to bring it up to him. If he didn’t know I didn’t want to be the one to tell him. I had done that before; told someone something I thought they needed to know, only to have the guy say, “I know that, but why would you think it’s any of your business?” Since then I had decided to let hidden truth find its own way to the surface. It seems to do. Arrange for him to find you alone, alone and naked. Or better, almost naked, boys can’t resist hidden skin.” “What can I do?”“Run to the bathroom in your bra and panties, make sure he sees. Maybe after your mom and dad go to bed, make some excuse to go see him in his room, wear something revealing. Or best, take a bath, let him find you in the tub, naked, but covered with bubbles. If he doesn’t right away offer to wash your back, ask him to.”“Then?”“Then wait. If he’s not queer, he’ll strip.