The mattress didn’t look like much; cream coloured with brown patches. I wondered who? or what? had made the stains and how long ago? It felt seedy....It was seedy.At the far end of the other wall lay a table with a candle on it. I instinctively looked upwards for a sign of an electric light but there was none. It was a period shack, dating back to God knows when.There was a door, opposite and to the right of me; ajar and inviting exploration, but I resisted the temptation.I took a few more steps. No tv. No shower. No fun. Upstairs, the computer expressed its dismay. For a while I gave up, simply sitting and chewing my gum. Today’s technology has created an amazing group of youth like myself who can simply space out into nothingness, unseeing, unhearing, unloving, until our electrical entertainment clicks back on. Really, we are so dependant on these modern amusements that we are physically unable to function without them. Strange to think that our parents, only twenty or so years before. I almost didn't call Carla, but, in the end, I couldn't resist doing it because I knew that Jimmy would go nuts if I had her call him."Hello?" Carla, it's Barry." Hello, something up? You haven't changed your mind again?" No, everything is just like we agreed on. I need you to make a phone call to a friend of mine though. He's one of the guys who'll be here tomorrow. I told him what we were going to be doing, but he didn't believe me. I need you to call him and convince him about what you'll do. ”I sure hope you like fox, Meri.” I push hard on my legs and jerk her all the way up. ”You can take the blindfold off if you want, it’s up to you.” I let my legs go some, then push hard and bounce her right up again. And again, and again, and again. She is purring now to each bounce, to each bang against her crotch. I shorten the teetering distance and keep her up high, bouncing her with shorter intervals. I watch her squirm in the seat. ”Take the blindfold off, Meri,” looking up at her..