’There was a loud intake of breath from the other end of the phone. ‘Please Tommy, I would prefer it if you didn’t.’ ‘Why?’ ‘It’s...a bit difficult to explain.’ Her voice was tinged with anxiety. ‘Listen Tommy, if you call round tomorrow, I will explain, but you must promise not to say anything to your mother.’ He promised.Tommy pondered on why Mrs Hudson was reluctant that his mother found out about the candle, it was just something to light when the power went. Then he remembered that. Ben gulped and explained the situation involving Grey Matter and the rat,as Gwen raised an eyebrow. "Alright... but why were you in the vent inthe first place?"Ben's face went redder, as Gwen's eyes widened in realisation. "Youlittle pervert!!" she snapped, slapping him in the shoulder. Ben justlooked down at his feet in shame."Please don't tell Grandpa..." he begged. Gwen stared at him as sheconsidered snitching on him, but knowing Max he'd probably just getgrounded, or have his games taken. " She put her hand on Sarah's arm. "You are among friends." Sarah could not help but relax with Violet's assurance.Violet continued going over the rules, "Although we want everyone to participate, no one is obligated to do anything. However, if anyone leaves the suite, then that person can not return for the night." She paused to let it sink in. "Lastly, all doors, other than the one to the hotel hallway, are to remain unlocked at all times. If people are in a bedroom, no one is held against. “Pull her pants down,” Kimmie ordered the man as she stood up, walked over to the camera, and pushed record. She focused in on Isla. She could the terrified, twisted look on her face as she zoomed in with the camera. The man grabbed the waist of Isla's pants and pulled them down, revealing the perfectly smooth flesh of her ass. He was right! She was not wearing any panties. He pulled them around her knees, off her feet, and flung them behind him as Kimmie slowly moved the tripod all the way.