“Nobby,” he says, “You want to see the facilities?”“That’s why I came,” I agreed.We went out back, “Operating theatre one,” he said ...pening the door to show cardboard boxes packed from ceiling to floor. “Does a bit on Ebay,” he explained.“Theatre two, much the same, and the workshop.” I gasped, “Fuck me!” There was a Norton Commando on a bike stand, and loads of bikes under bike covers. What looked like a load of machine tools and a blood covered dentists chair with loads of straps.“Fits. Normally wearing a white smock at work that shows nothing it would be a nice change to see her off the clock but as I waited outside in the sunshine by my truck near the end of the parking area I listened to the birds, then from around the corner she appeared so I hid for a moment to watch her walk in my direction gazing at her stride and movements. Sitting down on the curb acting like I saw nothing she came around the corner by my truck and made a little noise before caressing my neck, I. There was a padded sawhorse that I was led over to and told to lay on. As I did, I felt my legs strapped to its legs, then my arms were unbound but quickly rebound to the legs of the horse again. I was now strapped bent over this thing when I heard something being placed behind me. "This should do the trick" he said as he then wheeled a mirror around in front of me. What I now saw behind me was some sort of machine, it almost looked like some huge drill, but instead of a drill bit on the end,. Helen had jumped up, her lips forming the name Jack questioningly. She had gone to the door and I had heard the voice of a woman.It had turned out to be a local friend of Helen's a Mary Parker.Soon we had mixed some highballs and were gradually relaxing as the liquor began numbing our brains, pushing aside the problems- of the day.Mary, a divorcee, had just returned from a trip to Acapulco, and had been anxious to tell all to my sister concerning her vacation."It's not the romantic place I used.