By then he’d made up his mind that I needed a good dose of discipline – if I was guilty it would be punishment – if I was innocent (which he did...’t believe) the truth would come out. Either way he figured that a damned good spanking would clear the air.I was told to continue protesting my innocence and, especially between the car and being taken into the barn (woodshed) I was to cause a struggle. It could be as real as I wanted but…he was to win out in the end.Once in the barn I would be. This was supposed to ensure visitors didn’t see Victorians tapping on phones or adjusting their costumes, ruining the illusion of time travel that the museum worked so hard to make seem realistic. There were old fashioned toilets in the slum houses if any of the staff really wanted to get into their role. They could use the outhouses in the back yards in true Victorian style. Mel shuddered at the thought of peeing in public view like this but some of the long term staff told her to be bolder.. Tell me.”“One more minute.”Dave disappeared again. This time he came back with a laptop computer. He tapped on the keyboard for a minute then handed it to Shah. “Look.”Shah took the computer and began to read. He scrolled down. He looked up at his host. He turned his eyes back to the screen. He repeated that action several times before gasping, “You’re Dave Cornett. Former governor of Tennessee.”“I am,” Dave confirmed taking another shot straight back.“You just disappeared after one term.. The moment she turned on the screen to its camera setting, she pressed up shoulder to shoulder with Batman and made a peace sign with her free hand, wink and stick her tongue out. With Boston playing along and doing the same as she took the picture.“Oh HO! This is going up as the background on my computer for a MONTH.” The woman smirked, saving the picture for later.Eating a pig in a blanket from his plate, Boston grinned from behind the cowl. "You know the moment he sees that photo; Bruce.