If they left the water at the van she might return and settle while they were inside talking. Linda made a suggestion, ‘Perhaps she was frightened o... the strange place and all these bright lights. Could they be turned off while we are gone to calm her.’ Jedd agreed to this and they all went inside where Jedd went to a security panel and after punching in various buttons the lights darkened. He offered and poured them all drinks although John and Linda had soft drinks. As they had some friendly. I turned around in the dark and felt her body pressing mine. We started to make out. Very tenderly and passionately. I pressed her up against the wall to kiss and suck on her neck, and slipped my hand up her sweater. She was not wearing a bra, I asked her about it and she just said "No panties either." My dick felt like it was about to bust out of my jeans, as I pressed it against her belly. Her hand slipped down my pants and grabbed my cock. Her leg wrapped around my waist as we dry humped.. " "Tweak, you stupid fool. You just added to your punishment. Now assume the position so I can put on your nipple clamps." I quickly did as I was told and laid on my back while Madam L. attached the instruments of torture. When these were in place she opened the door to my cage and led me to stockade. Once again my head was placed inside and my hands were raised high above my back exposing my ass. "Tweaky, where are your little stars? Did you wet your pants again?" "Yes, Mistress." Well, maybe. The machine had analyzed him and found that the strain had strayed. There were genes that did nothing, and others that forgot what to do. The machine changed that, and at the same time turned him into something else. He became a way of correcting the genetic path, not in his image, but a correction. He left there with a renewed vigor and health, with a new purpose so late in his life. He had become a prepper. He pulled her up from the floor to sit between his legs on the couch. Her pajamas that.