"Well, that and extra credit." I thought as much."Mrs Blake entered thru the door. "Oh, now this IS coming along! Welldone, girls, you've excelled you...selves. Julie, you look divine!" Thanks, I guess," I muttered, looking down at her. Underneath thedress, I was actually standing on a stool. It invoked strong memoriesof when I was actually tall enough to look down at a woman."The big day next week," she said excitedly. "How are you bothfeeling?" Sick," I replied."A bit nervous," Mike replied.. “I was just making sure you weren’t going to bed and not telling us” Bruce bullshitted.“Bullshit” Kent immediately caught on “you’ve been acting antsy all day so don’t even lie to me” Bruce sighed, running a hand through his hair staring at the floor, he hasn’t been this nervous since he came out to his grandmother, Kent had that influence on him and it was definitely showing tonight, after a minute he shook his head and backed up to leave the room “never mind it’s not important”“Bruce” Kent. I walked, with some difficulty over to her to see a metallic framework made up of a series of vices on the edge of the bench. Just beyond it was a platform, about eight inches high and above that a very large, unlit candle."Undo his hands," the Sergeant instructed Josie. She quickly unfastened them, but as quickly the Sergeant and Carver took one wrist each and had it attached to poles at each end of the bench at about shoulder level. I was standing, as if crucified, with my genitals up against. Could I pretend to be asleep? They wouldn’t believe that either; not after having made so much noise with both doors open!Could I get out of the house? Not with them both in Izzy’s room. Her door opened straight onto the landing; I would be clearly visible as I sneaked towards the stairs.“She’ll be back in half an hour,” I heard Izzy’s voice saying, getting closer all the time.“I’m all hot and sweaty,” came the familiar male voice in response, closer still.“I’m sticky too,” my daughter replied.