It took well over an hour, but eventually I was able to control the anger and rage enough to continue my scan. There were four roving perimeter guards... plus the stationary gate guard. None of them appeared to have radios and the gate into the compound was a joke. It was nothing more than the familiar swinging wooden arm barrier.I continued to watch the place until well past noon, discovering the guards pulled full eight-hour shifts and no one ever checked on them. That was good enough to call. She wanted something bigger than her house would hold. The real reason was probably that the neighbors talked to Bob. Some of the guys took him aside and explained that they were tired of their wives complaining. He either got them all invited, or they were going to start shutting down Jen's parties after midnight.Armed with that information, Jen began looking for a place to have her party. What she found was the carriage house at the defunct Hazelwood bed and breakfast. The Bed and Breakfast. I started to ask about the sharp stick when I realized I was unable to speak and I felt my arms and legs going numb. Before I realized I had fallen to the floor and was unable to move, I was afraid at first that I was having a stroke or something until I saw the doctor stand over me with a sinister grin. My mind was still sharp but I could not move as he picked me up and placed me onto a large bed that he had uncovered. I wanted to scream but could not. The doctor took my top and pulled it over. One of the big differences between her and most of her colleagues isthat she was formerly a physical ther****t at a large hospital. Dueto her training as a P.T. she has an intimate knowledge of the humanbody. She is a complete professional and is very dedicated to herclients, always going that extra mile to help them with theirphysical needs.Also lucky for me she is a gorgeous woman. At 38 years of age sheis still very firm due to her dedication to aerobics and good diet.She has chesnut brown.