Outnumbered a hundred to one, I brandished my hammer, and charged. My bare feet thudded into the mud. The cold fall wind caressed my flesh, encased me...in its wild mixture of rotting leaves, burning tar and blood. Animal. Predator. The prey held out their feeble defenses, antelopes flashing their horns before a lion, eyes wide in horror. I hit the line. It exploded. Ten men flew backward, five more were trampled into the mud. I swung my hammer with a roar, and in one motion, I smashed one man’s. "Oh ... that's not so bad. If that's all it is, you can go ahead and fix it. How long will it take?" she asked expectantly."Uh, if you come back in a couple of hours, it should be ready for you," he smiled."Oh, wow. I didn't think it would be that fast. I'll come back after work at five, if that's OK?" Sure. If the door's locked, just knock and I'll let you in." Service with a smile, he thought. Service with an ulterior motive too."Great. Thanks very much. I really appreciate this." She flashed. Your parents or friends would say "Keep trying John, you can get that job if you try hard' they would always say 'Try hard' well how hard does someone have to try before they get it? you often thought to yourself. The only one that understood you woe was your grand-uncle Herbert, he was a very famous zoologist and biological scientist who had clawed his way to the top in 1969.As you sat in the back seat of the taxi with your head bowed you could image Herbert clearly, as if he was sat right. We have decided to tell the owner, Mrs. Evans, what you’ve been doing. If it was just one of us she might not believe us but when we all tell her about the spanking and the groping.” I left the threat dangling.He went white and said, “You can’t do that. I’ve only punished you girls when you needed punishing, I… er…”I stood my ground, even though I was stark naked. I stared him down. He could see there was no way out. “You can’t tell Mrs. Evans, I’ll lose my job, my wife will find out. Please,”.