No dark sarcasm in the classroom.Teacher, leave those kids alone!--Another Brick in the Wall (Pink Floyd)That night, Kristen took me to "our" apartmen.... I was surprised to see that the work that she designed for it was mostly complete. The only thing that was the same from the original apartment was the color scheme in the living room. Apparently, Harry unpacked Kristen's suitcases since I didn't see them in the apartment.As part of the renovation, the appliances in the kitchen were replaced. As Maria clothed herself, she frequently glanced at herself in the mirror to check that the black latex was completely covered. However during this time, she saw her amazing new figure, one granted by the suit; Maria caught herself gazing at her reflection longer and longer.Maria flinched, having heard a whisper in her ear: the voice was feminine and sultry, its words like silk and velvet, falling into her ears."You enjoyed last night...adored it." It spoke, taking deep breaths between each. Normally he would have just sent me to another area - still a solo. To keep me on the same level, investigating what was obviously living quarters with two "newbies," was definitely suspicious.I stuck my head into the staging area and waved at the supervisor.He looked at his list, "Clarke and Forrest."Two heads perked up in the crowd. The supervisor nodded toward me, indicating where they should go. I introduced myself as we walked down the hall. The guy's name was Bert Clarke. He was a. Agreeing again to his new lifestyle, the tormentor showed Don into his examining room and assisted him onto the large, old style, operating-table after he finished undressing. Many machines, tubes, wires, and instruments were everywhere he looked. Scary as it appeared, it was strangely intriguing as well. The tormentor then placed large leather straps across Don’s forehead, chest, hips, wrists and stomach. His legs were lifted into stirrups at the table’s end. His ankles were securely strapped.