Each carried what looked like a cattle prod. I beckoned to Luke to come sit back down. The figures came in and stood next to each of us, cattle prods ...eld menacingly. A deep female voice came from the door opening. “Stand up, follow us. Now.” The speaker was also dressed in black, Tall, thin, a rough looking, cruel face was topped by a short black mop of her. Faces like that are usually a mask for an equally cruel personality. I looked at Luke. Motioned him to stay put.“Smart move, female. Do. I won't say anything." I didn't know I was that obvious." You're not. I've had some experience with that kind of thing. What kind of fantasies?" What?" What kind of fantasies have you been making up about me?" Mostly they were rescue fantasies. Social workers have those kinds of fantasies." Is that what you want to be?" Yes." The last time a woman had a fantasy that involved me, it brought out my worst." Even worse than the first time around."It can't be this bad," she pointed to the scar on. ” “That would be a blessing.” Suzanna turned to the door as Michelle came back in. The odd look on Michelle’s face told Hank that she was expecting something else, or maybe thought he and Suzanna would have moved to the bedroom. “Come and sit Michelle, we are just talking.” Hank just wanted to keep everyone as comfortable as possible. Suzanna asked, “Will you tell us about you, Hank. We know nothing and we owe you everything. Please tell us more.” “Okay, you might not like it as much as you. You must trust me on this. Again, we ask, if you would like a demonstration I think Scott is willing. Scott?”Scott nodded his head. “Anything you want. I promise you, unless I am outright abused, I always try to treat people, no matter who they are, with respect.”“Ladies please, let’s not be harsh on Scott. He is sitting here talking honestly with us in a pretty stressful situation. Let him show you how he is, please don’t prejudge him.” I tried to stop this from escalating.Tracie spoke.