The basement was done up as a very nice recreationroom, with three nice black leather sofas, four matching leatherchairs, a bar at one end, and a coup...e curious contraptions at theother. I was soon to find out about one of those contraptions.I was led to what looked like a rather high, narrow, leather coveredcoffee table that has legs that flared out on one end, and wentstraight down on the other. It was an odd looking configuration. Iwas told to kneel at one end, and when I looked down, I. I came with a gasp then dug a pen from my purse and wrote:Maybe you should spank me, because when I read your note I did something very, very bad. And I never learn without proper punishment.I got the feeling that he timed his exit to coincide with my own. We exchanged smirks before I thrust the note back into his hand and returned to my desk, excited in a new kind of way.Later that afternoon I was looking up some old invoices in Records Retention. The security guards had partitioned a large. Something else. "I'm worried about what I saw out there...I think I should wake your mother." I burst into tears. "Please, PLEASE don't tell her, I didn't even do anything, really" His eyebrow raised at that, he swept his glance down my body. "Honest, we were just kissing!!" I looked up at him, blue eyes huge, sincere, and frightened. Never mind that it wasn't exactly the truth. "Don't bullshit me Tara, you don't even have a shirt on! " My father spoke sharply and then he shocked me by. When the big bolt of lightning did come, the house that it outlined wasn't particularly old or creepy-looking, but we made for it as quickly as your standard B-movie guy and gal. The engine died just as we pulled into the driveway. As I waded up the walk to the front door, another bolt of lightning showed me that, except for being in the middle of nowhere and apparently having no neighbors of any kind, the house would have been at home in any suburb in North America. And the couple that.