We soon arrived at a place that looked like an ordinary house. But as he took us into a service door between the house and the attached garage, he gu...ded us toward the garage. There was one door that we walked into that just got us into a small cubicle. He locked the door behind us. Then he opened the next door, and to my amazement, there was a fully equipped dungeon. This garage area, that was more than double wide, had been transformed into the most elaborate and well equipped dungeon I. How I got them to do it was my business. I never say no to business, but since he was my neighbor and we knew each other socially and all, I told him he needn’t pay me. We went through a whole song and dance where he said he wouldn’t be happy doing that, and I was icky about mixing work and home life, but we agreed at mutually beneficial solution. I still took the money, but it was only one and a half times my usual rate, and as a favor I’d make sure I took care of his daughters’ test prep and. The front seat was illuminated by the streetlight. His car was very impressive, for a Chevy/Ford kid from upstate, this was really something. He told me all about it, the car was a six year old Jaguar Sedan, the L model, stick shift with two jump seats in the back. The large back seat was also convenient for other purposes beyond sitting, as I would soon learn. We talked some; there was a silence as two strangers were trying to think of something worthwhile to say. I would learn later that. I was never late and workerd over time when asked even if it was last minute. I was after money and said fuck the bullshit. You could call me a model worker. Floor workers hated me and top management loved my numbers. My business degree didn't sit well with a lot of them either. I was young black well spoken respectful and killed them with kindness.One Saturday I messed up a load of laundry while watching t.v. I called my mom to just tell her I messed up my work gear and needed new stuff. That.