Carol still had the butt plug in her, and she and David had been refused permission to make love, or "to fuck" as Mr Maxwell demanded she call it. She...made them both cups of coffee and they watched the television for a bit, but Carol decided she couldn't take the strain of being close to her husband in this condition any longer."I'm going out, I will phone Mandy or Janet or someone and see if I can go visit for a bit."Mandy didn't answer her phone, but Janet responded that she would be. Put on a casual air, pretend last night was nothing special. That nothing particular was said. But as well as being nervous about what they might all think, worried sick that I'd lost all my friends, I wanted to give the illusion alive that they took me seriously AND everything would be all right with them.In the end I went for a walk. I was striding along the waters edge in the park, I saw Cathy ahead. My first thought was to turn away, pretend I hadn't seen her. But it was no good; she was. She reached out to shake him then realized what it was. He was lying on his stomach and looking back over his left shoulder at an impossible angle. She turned and ran. As she clambered down the stairs she heard a roar of rage from the house behind her. She didn’t look back but ran for the dyke, almost slipping off into the paddy as she made the corner. As she recovered, she glanced back and saw the light of the entrance completely blocked for an instant by a huge form. The light returned and a. I contacted Ken a couple of days later and invited Ken to stay with us the following weekend.Ken was due to arrive on the Friday evening. Jaq and I were putting plans together for Ken's arrival. Ken arrived, as arranged, at a little after 7 pm.Jaq told Ken to go to the spare room, shower and put on the outfit that was on the bed. Jaq and I waited patiently as Ken went to get dressed. He appeared a while later.Ken sure looked the part but was missing one vital item, Jaq beckoned Ken over and I.