Just then her phone rings to the tune of Puddle of Mudd's 'Psycho', its her husband no less. "Good Morning honey" a somewhat cherry voice calls over t...e other end, he's been at work now for ten hours already and still wide awake. "Good morning baby" she responds in a less cheery tone. They would talk little over the next 10 to 20 minutes, he never really had much to say on the phone and she would be trying to watch the news.Now it's getting to be around six o'clock in the morning, time to get. Or nearly forever.Eddington wanted details, of course, and they were provided. A deal was struck. Soon, the property was acquired, and construction was begun. Ten years later, an operational accelerator was in place – the largest in the world by far – and a small crew of physicists began arriving. The support team of engineers and security men were there in fairly large numbers, and Moose Jaw’s night life picked up. Anybody who talked about the Eddington Facility – as it was known – just. My mother was still a quite attractive beauty, but the presence of my father prevented any fantasies from popping up in my head.“Where is Sue?” my brother asked.“I’m not sure whether she will come or not” my mother replied.“Why is that?” my younger brother asked innocently.“She said that she would consider it. Becoming a woman makes her a bit shy” my mother explained. “It’s a difficult phase in a girl’s life,” she added.“Has she got tits?” my brother insisted.“Yes” mother finished that. “That's very fascinating. Do you have names for your characters?”“Yes, I’m calling the wife, Mistress Contessa, and the husband, Sir Magellan. The man from the swingers club is called, Black Stallion.”“Wow Wendy, that’s good. How do you plan on filling in the storyline?”“I want the woman to live out her deepest fantasy, not caring about anything else. She will deal with the fall-out after.”Tony looks at his watch, the classroom was now empty.“I’m sorry Wendy, I kept you past the scheduled class.