Ain't that right, Earl... I mean Sheriff." Norman now was face-to-face with Elizabeth. Even through her lingering marijuana cobwebs, she could see eve...y scar on his pockmarked face. His breath almost made her wretch. Slowly she dropped her arms to her sides. A look of hatred and defiance never left her face."Oooweee, them are some first-rate titties there." Now, Norm, we don't allow no sexual harassment in this county," laughed the Sheriff. "Call 'em... ah... call 'em first-rate breasts. It should be safe to test, but she didn't know the testing protocol. Were there test files with known data? Should she create test data? She checked the production file. There were nearly a half million records in it! She picked up her work and went into Tom's office and told him she was ready to test.Tom looked over the changes without comment and then asked, "How would you go about testing this?"Lydia explained that since the program didn't update any files she felt confident that she could. A wall of cold air and the scent of sandalwood washed over him as he opened the door. Setting his keys on the long table by the door, he unbuttoned his shirt and walked to the phone. He pressed #2 on the phone, the number of the Chinese take-out place a couple of blocks away. ‘Hi Robert, can I get the chicken lo mien tonight? Delivery please. Thanks.’ He hung up the phone and stepped into his bathroom, stripping off the pale blue shirt along the way. He tossed it into the hamper and turned on. What torture would befall him after the pain of application of the fourth restricting ring? His lacerated body was helped to the display bench by the leather-clad guards who nearly dragged him in their eagerness to witness further suffering by him. The cameras focused on tortured sack as first, Matron enjoyed her needle application with the usual gusto; the male making little or no movement now as the piercing instrument was discharged to inflate his aching balls; Matron smiled as she saw he.