" Oh, right. Well I was gonna go to a party with Felix but ... it would be awkward if I showed up so, I think I'll stay home and hand out candy." Oh w...ll Pete and his friends are having a party and his friend David's house. You're more than welcome to come along."David was a 43 year old biker that still lived with his mother and for some strange reason always had sweaty hands and smelled of eggs ... or was it cheese."Oh ... thanks. I'll think about it."With that she made her way to her room and. Friends like that are hard to come by, so every few weeks or so we would have a few beers together. His dad owned a big machine tool company and Don said he would help me find a summer job. I met with Don’s dad and offered me a job helping an overworked Supervisor of Human Resources (HR). He said go see Ms. Potts and she will fix you up, you start Monday. Monday came and I was walking around the business side of the factory. I couldn’t help notice all the good looking thirty and forty something. The door creaks a bit, but the house is perfectly dark and silent, everyone asleep still. I step inside, and sure enough, my “invitation” worked, no force-field.I walk in and find myself in a dining room, hardwood floor, beautiful dining table right in front of me. The space is huge, an ‘open concept’ layout. To the left, the same room opens up into a huge kitchen, an island counter, expensive appliances. To my right, the room drops down into carpet, a grand living room. Big leather couches,. Feeling massive strong hands encircle his wrists then began lifting him,higher, his feet no longer touching the floor. Swaying and twisting in animpossibly strong grip. Suddenly two cold bands of metal snapped abouthis wrists locking into place and he was unceremoniously dropped to thefloor. Rolling over while straining to hear, he could make out loudhammer like clicks as if footsteps in shoes were striding heavily acrossthe floor."I am a federal officer; my team will be here any moment," he.