It had the same birth date and place of birth as my original only it showed me, Jennifer Sackett, as being 'female'. "Sackett?" I questioned. She gave...me her name instead of my own, Mitchell. "I didn't think you'd want anything to tie you back to Jeffrey Mitchell. That's all right, isn't it?" "Sure, that's fine." It didn't make much difference. It was only a fake. "How did you manage this?". "I have friends." She said smiling. "Now you don't have anything to worry about." "What happened to my. Now watch as Headmaster Michael punishes your good friend, Ashley. After all, it is your fault entirely that she is here." Over here," Headmaster Michael dragged Ashley to the large wooden structure in front of where Brandy was bound. The middle section was at least three-feet wide, more than enough room to secure a female to the beam. It stopped after about three feet. There were two smaller wooden beams that jutted out from the center, both pushed to one side. Metal cuffs attached to chains. The first suprise was that the the man who greeted me at the door was much younger than I had expected. His voice on the phone had sounded mature, but he was late twenties, I guess. as was his friend. The next was size of the house. It was very spacious, and I was shown into a large downstairs room which would probably have served as the diner, had there been any table and chairs. A large double matress on the floor and a considerable array of photographic lighting gear had been substituted -. “C'mon, you guys. It’s not like I haven’t seen them before.”"You may not have seen them. They spent too much time in you."God, I have to stop it. It took the next sixty seconds for Fred and Kurt to make themselves naked and in the pool.As I watched the splashing and grabbing, I wondered why three naked people only used two square feet of the pool. It’s a fuckin inground humungous pool!Then I thought. I don’t think I can beat three naked people that want to fuck, or whatever. I had to at least.