The whole room was done in white; walls, door, even the washing machine and dryer were all white. Only the floor was different, bare concrete with a t...o inch basin that gave the room its name; you could wash the mud off your feet or shoes in that basin, or maybe even clean a small pet.On the door was taped a small white sheet of paper with large, black non-descript letters in my Mistress' perfect handwriting giving me my instructions.Daniel;You are to remain in this room and prepare for our. "Anytime" Liz replied as he closed the door. Liz looked at me and went into the bathroom. I got the hell out of there and went back to my room waiting to be in trouble. I could not believe Liz was fucking Bob. Both of them are married to other people. Next morning Liz came to my room very early. We had a lot of work to do. She was still in pajamas, no makeup, hair a mess.I had never seen her like this. She had always been dressed ready for work every time I had seen her. We went about things. We both straighten ourselves in time to see middle aged sheriff officer in his brown uniform shirt come over a nearby rise in the park. He looks up to see two sweaty young people obviously breathless. He can see the lipstick on my face that I have not had time to wipe off yet."And what have you two young people been doing?" He said trying to keep his face straight. It's apparent something has happened. "Just spending time together officer." I reply trying not show how nervous I am. "Yes I can. She found a place to pull over and stopped the car.Dave was her nephew, although he was only a year younger than her; her mother had Cindy's sister when she was 18 and Cindy when she was 35, her sister gave birth to Dave a year later. Growing up, they lived in opposite sides of Cindy's mother's double house. They had always been very close growing up, so when she called on her cell phone and asked if she could come over and spend the night, he agreed without asking why.When he opened the door.