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   Brief recap - for those who need it "Kathy, we need to know more about
what was done to you, so that we could have an idea about the type of
person we're dealing with.  But remember if you feel that you can't
continue just tell me and I'll stop you, alright?  " Cathy spoke gently to
her friend.

   "If you want me to Cathy, but please hold my hand." She reached out and
Cathy took the proffered hand and held it in hers.

   "I wasn't going to go near the park again, but a couple of days later
mum told me there was a phone call for me. . ."

   -

   "Kathy, Charlotte's on the phone for you." Nicola, her mother, shouted
up the stairs to Kathy - this was puzzling to Kathy as Charlotte, although
being in the same year as Kathy, had never spoken to her before.  In face
Kathy didn't even know that she knew her telephone number.

   She ran down the stairs and picked up the receiver, "Hello?" She said
cautiously.

   "Kathy I've been told to remind you about going to the park today." The
young girl's voice came over the earpiece.

   "But I don't want to go to the park!" Kathy said in a panic, there was a
rustle as the phone at the other end changed hands.

   "I told you darling that we were going to meet again.  Now if you don't
want me to come there with my police friends you're going to put on a dress
and come here to play with Charlotte.  Or else!" it was the voice of that
dreadful man, Kathy didn't want the police to take her away and so she
stammered that she would be there.  "Of course you will, and remember no
trousers today you'll have to wear a dress."

   Kathy hung up the phone and started to worry, she didn't want to go, but
she had to.  She ran upstairs and changed from her trousers and tee-shirt
and put on a dress.  She ran back downstairs and saw her mother.

   "Mum, I'm just going to Charlottes', is that okay." `Please say no. 
Please say no!' Kathy thought to herself.

   "That's alright dear, you need to play with your friends, dinner is at
six don't forget." Nicola told her daughter, not noticing the look on
Kathy's face as she was busy cleaning the living room at the time.

   Kathy ran out of the house and towards the park, but as she got closer
she slowed down.  She didn't want him to touch her again but was frightened
of what he might do.

   She arrived at the small park building to find another girl there
waiting for her, it was Charlotte.  "Oh so you're Kathy.  Jason said you
were new but I didn't realise it was you."

   Kathy didn't know who Charlotte was on about.  "Who Jason?" she asked.

   Charlotte looked toward the other room and whispered, "He's Jason.  I'm
supposed to be with you to help you."

   "Help me with what?" Kathy was worried now.

   "He'll tell you.  I'm supposed to keep quiet.  I'm sorry you're here
Kathy, he's got a lot of us doing what he wants but keeps on getting more."
Kathy could see that Charlotte had been crying her eyes were red.  Then
Kathy notice what Charlotte was wearing, just a sun-dress and from the way
it was hanging she didn't have a bra on.  But there was something pushing
the front of Charlotte's dress forward.

   "What have you got on?" Kathy asked.

   "Please don't look.  He'll make you put them on at some stage."
Charlotte said moving away from Kathy.

   "Yes, but what are they?" Kathy insisted.

   "Yes Charlotte, show Kathy what you're wearing.  Take your dress off."
It was him, that hateful voice speaking.  Then he entered the room carrying
a video camera and shut the door.  "You're late!" He growled at Kathy,
"When I tell you to be here, I mean that YOU WILL BE HERE!  Otherwise you
have a visit from the police."

   He set the camera up on a table and focused on where Kathy was standing.
She was too scared to move.  She could see herself on a television screen,
like a moth to a flame she was transfixed as he went behind her.  On the
screen was a figure which, to her, seemed to tower over her.

   The man, Jason, pulled on her shoulders and made her turn to stand with
her back to his front.  He nodded to Charlotte who bit her lip and then
reached behind herself to pull down the zip on her dress which fell to the
floor.  Kathy gasped, not because Charlotte wasn't wearing knickers but
that she had large bulldog clips on her forming breasts.

   "You see what happens to girls who decide that they don't want to do
what I tell them." Jason said into Kathy's ear.  "Charlotte didn't want to
call you.  Now since you should have been here earlier this is your fault.
I suggest you apologise to Charlotte for causing her such pain."

   Kathy shook her head in disbelief.  She didn't do that to Charlotte, did
she?  She felt Jason unzipping the back of her dress.  "Do you want to know
how that feels?" he said into her ear, but before she could protest she
felt his hands move inside the back of her dress and around her waist and
up to her small forming breasts.  She almost screamed as he roughly grabbed
her breasts and pulled them out.

   "Please . . .  please stop . . .  stop . . .  please stop!" she kept
saying.

   "Now darling Kathy, just think that's what's happening to dear little
Charlotte all the time that they're on her." He released his hands but
still kept then on her skin and he moved his face close to her neck.  "Now
do you want to let Charlotte take those off her?"

   How could he ask her that?  Of course she wanted Charlotte to be free of
those pinching things.  She nodded her head.  "There's a good girl, now ask
Charlotte nicely to take off your knickers." She looked up at him in shock.
She knew that he wanted to do something with her, that last time told her
that, but she never thought that another girl would be involved.

   He delay caused Jason to start to work on her breasts again until she
couldn't stand it anymore, "Ugh.  Please . . .  stop I'll do it." She
moaned out.  Jason's hand stopped their pulling and starts stroking her
flesh.  Kathy looked at Charlotte's face she could see the fear in her eyes
as well.  "Please Charlotte take my knickers off." Cathy couldn't believe
she actually said that.

   "Well go on Charlotte, you know what you have to do!" Jason said to the
naked girl who nodded and went down on her knees.  She lifted the front of
Kathy's dress showing her yellow panties.  "Help Charlotte out Kathy, keep
your dress up so that she can use her hands." He bent his head closer and
whispered, "You don't want me to remind you again." And his hands started
to grip tighter on her skin.

   Kathy quickly held the fabric of her dress holding it up so that
Charlotte, and the camera, could easily see her panties, why had she put
those narrow cut panties on instead of those sensible knickers her mother
had put out for her?  She started to cry as she felt Charlotte's hands on
the waistband of the panties.

   "Slowly Charlotte, let the camera see Kathy's pussy."

   This puzzled Kathy; she didn't own a cat, not even a little one.  So how
could the camera see it?  "I don't have a pussy!" She said out loud which
made Charlotte laugh for some reason.

   "All girls have a little pussy, dontcha know that's the spot between
your legs." Jason told her.  "And Charlotte is going to show you how much
petting it needs." Kathy didn't understand that but apparently Charlotte
did as she looked up at Jason.

   "You didn't say . . ." She began but at Jason's look she backed down.

   "No I didn't, did I?  but you're going to play nicely aren't you?" Jason
said Charlotte only sighed and returned to Kathy's knickers and started to
pull them down over her hips.

   Kathy's tears were on her face as she felt Charlotte's breath on her
private parts.  Not even her mother had seen her `down there' since she was
eight and had made a fuss in the bathroom.  And now this stranger was
telling another girl to undress her.  She started to struggle.

   "Don't worry darling, Charlotte's going to make sure you feel very nice
soon.  After that we'll have a little talk and then you can go home." Home!
She wanted to go home, but now Charlotte had her knickers down to her knees
and had released them.  "Well slut!  What are you waiting for?" Jason said,
Kathy didn't know what a slut was but it didn't sound nice.

   Then she gasped as Charlotte moved her head and Kathy could feel her
breath on her.  And then a wetness on her as Charlotte's tongue touched her
skin.  "Oh no, don't do that it's naughty"

   Jason just laughed at her words.  "Yes that's what Charlotte said when I
first did it to her.  Only by then she'd learnt not to fight me.  Now look
at the screen, see what she's doing to you."

   Kathy's eyes were drawn to the television which showed Charlotte's face
close to Kathy's small slit.  What was even worse was that her tongue was
licking it.  Kathy could see that Charlotte's eyes were closed, it was
obvious that she didn't like doing this herself.

   Jason also noticed this.  "Oi!  Open your eyes, you know what you're
doing and look like you're enjoying it!"

   Kathy could see Charlotte shudder as she quickly obeyed Jason's command,
then she smiled for the camera to see and continued to lick at Kathy's
vulva.  After a few minutes Jason spoke again.  "Alright slut, bring her
off and then I'll get her to take off your clips."

   This was the incentive that Charlotte apparently needed she started to
suck and lick at a bump at the top of Kathy's lips, Kathy couldn't stop
herself from moaning with the pleasure that Charlotte was giving her. 
Finally Kathy felt something happening to her, she felt herself go rigid
with pleasure and bright sparks seemed to explode in her head.

   Jason was rubbing her breasts again feeling them as they stiffened with
her pleasure.  His hands were too rough for her but Charlotte was making
her feel so nice, if she had her way she'd always be with girls not boys.

   When she became aware of herself she started to blush and cry.  "Hey
now! None of that!  You've got to repay Charlotte for making you feel so
good.  Now ask her what you can do to help her."

   Kathy gulped a bit before she could speak, "What . . .  what do you want
me to do, Charlotte."

   The girl kneeing at her feet looked up at Jason who nodded, "Please
Kathy, take these clips off me." Charlotte pleaded.  Kathy looked back at
Jason who was removing his hands from her dress.

   "Well go on Kathy, unless you didn't think Charlotte was sincere with
her request." He looked at Charlotte, "Well slut it looks like dear Kathy
here needs more."

   "No, I'll do it but she'll need to stand up." Kathy couldn't bend down
as Jason was so close behind her.  Jason seemed to like this position as he
didn't move.

   "Stand up Charlotte.  Let Kathy reach your chest and remove those
bulldog clips." Charlotte stood up quickly and placed herself in front of
Kathy.  Who reached out to the clips and removed one.  She was about to
take off the other one when Jason stopped her.  "Not just yet, wait for a
minute."

   At first Kathy didn't know what he wanted but soon found out when
Charlotte started to scream in pain.  Kathy started to get scared but Jason
just laughed.  "She'll get over it; it's just the blood returning to her
body.  Sometime I'll give you the chance to learn about that!" Kathy didn't
like the idea about that.

   Once Charlotte had stopped crying and was rubbing her released breast
when Jason said, "Now for the second one, hold still Charlotte while Kathy
removes it."

   Charlotte stood there but started to shake her head again, "Please no,
not again, it hurts so much."

   Jason just watched her impassively, "Well then perhaps young Kathy here
will come when she's told to.  Won't you Kathy, just think the next time
you're late it might not be only her nipples that get attention."

   Kathy didn't want Charlotte to get hurt again, but then Jason was
pushing her, she mouthed I'm sorry to Charlotte and reached out and removed
the second clip.  Again she watched in anguish at the response that the
girl gave as the blood returned to her freed breast.

   Jason just smiled at the girl in her agony.  He waited for her to
finally calm down before going to the table and switching off the video
camera.  "That's one for the album I think." He said and then took Kathy's
arm and pulled her into another room.

   "Why did you do that to her?" She asked him as he rewound the tape in
the camera.

   "No Kathy, the question is why did you make me do that to her?  I told
you that we would meet today and you let me down.  Charlotte was all ready
to play with you here and you kept her waiting!" He moved the tape into
another machine and started to play it in that, making notes as it played.

   "But I thought that you . . ." Kathy started to say but Jason turned
around to her.

   "Listen Kid you said that you'd do anything as long as I didn't call the
police, right?" At her nod he continued.  "Right then I haven't called the
cops just yet, so you're going to have to do what I ask, right?"

   "Well . . .  I though that last time was it." Kathy tried to explain but
Jason shook his head.

   "You don't get it do you darling.  I won't call the police every time
you do as you're told, but then just think of what you did the last time."
He pressed a button on his computer and a series of pictures started to
show up on the screen.

   It was of a young girl wearing trousers and a top, Kathy thought she
recognised the clothes but the face of the girl was fuzzy, the pictures
showed the girl getting undressed and posing in just her knickers.  "Pretty
naughty isn't she?" Jason said.  Without thinking Kathy nodded, "But
there's one thing missing." He pressed another few keys and the fuzzy head
changed into Kathy's

   Kathy was shocked.  The person on the computer was her!  Undressed to
knickers and shoes.  Then it got worse as a man appeared in the pictures
and started to dress her.  She looked at Jason.

   "I understand your father's a taxi driver and your mother hasn't got a
job, she'll be home all the time.  It would be such a pity if she saw these
don't you think?  Or, what if I get some of my friends to pay her a visit?
All because you decided that I don't know what's good for you!  Now what do
you say?" Jason was watching her.

   "Nooo!  Don't hurt my mummy!  I'll do what you say!" Kathy was really
scared that he would do something to Nicola but it gave Jason another hold
on her.

   "Alright darling, you will come here every two days in the afternoon,
don't worry about the weekends but you'll be here on the Monday following.
So remember Monday, Wednesday and Friday you'll be here.  Or else your
mother gets a visit!" Kathy started to shake with fear.

   "Alright I'll be here.  But what if I can't make it?" She had to ask
him.

   "If there's a good enough reason just phone Charlotte, she'll give you
her number, and then she'll take your place, but then you'll have to cover
one of her days.  I'll leave it up to you two to sort it out between you!"
then he moved his face close to hers, "But darling, you tell nobody else
about this, remember just one word and I'll have to sort out your mother!"

   "Alright I'll do it, honest." She was now frantic to protect her mother
from this man.

   "Okay, now we've worked out the ground rules, just come here a moment."
He smiled at her, a smile that she didn't like but she went to him just the
same.  His hand went under her dress again and started to rub her, but his
hand was so rough, not like Charlotte's tongue she started to cry again.

   "That's enough of that girl, you're going to have to act like you enjoy
having your pussy rubbed by people, just practise that!  Now you can go and
play with Charlotte and go home, I've got work to do with this." He dropped
his hand and Kathy ran from the room.

   She went to pick up her panties that were still lying on the floor but
Jason called out to her.  "Oi!  Leave them there.  Next time you'll
remember to be here on time!  Tell Charlotte she can put her dress on now.
I'll see her tomorrow.  And Kathy, I'll see you in two days time, don't be
late!"

   Charlotte was standing outside the room holding onto her dress.  Her
chest showing the marks of the bulldog clips.  When she heard Jason's words
she quickly put the dress on and was trying to do up the zip.  Kathy helped
her.

   "Thank you" Charlotte whispered "Quick, let's go before he changes his
mind." The two girls ran out of the building and into the park itself.

   When they were away from the Building and the dreaded Jason, Charlotte
turned to Kathy.  "How did he get you?" She asked,

   "I'm not sure, he said I ruined some seeds he'd put down, but I didn't
see anything."

   Charlotte nodded.  "I know, he said that I'd damaged some plants by
running down the path, he said that dad would have to pay for them.  But I
knew he couldn't do that, he's on the dole.  So I said I'd do anything to
pay for them and here I am."

   "Why didn't you complain to anyone?" Kathy asked although she knew what
the answer would be.

   "He told me that he'd pass some pictures around the school and the pubs.
Dad would be devastated.  I couldn't let him do that." She looked around,
"But now you're here perhaps it won't be as bad!"

   Kathy was puzzled, "What do you mean by that?" She asked.

   "Well Jason always wanted me to be there every afternoon.  I would have
to `play' with Colin or David.  Sometimes it would be Jill." Charlotte gave
a small smile to Kathy, "She's the one who taught me how to lick girls down
there."

   Kathy just stared at Charlotte, "How many are there?"

   "I donno.  But don't ever piss him off, `cause Jill told me that he
sends some girls to other men and they're a lot rougher than he is!" Both
girls shivered at that and Kathy rubbed her chest.

   Then another thought struck her, "I'm sorry about those clips.  I didn't
know you'd be punished because of me."

   Charlotte shook her head.  "He only told you that to make you feel bad.
He waited until he saw you enter the park and then put them on me.  By the
time you got there the pain had gone.  Boy did they hurt when you took them
off.  He knew they would!"

   "Are you still sore?" Kathy asked her

   "They sure are!" Charlotte said.

   "Well if we went to your house I could probably rub them for you." Kathy
said trying to make up to Charlotte for the pain she caused her.

   Charlotte looked at her, "You don't have to do that." She said.

   Kathy gave a small smile, "I know, but I want to." She said.  Charlotte
thought for a few seconds and then smiled and nodded.  The two girls ran to
Charlotte's house.

   -

   "Kathy, that's enough for now, it's time for bed." Cathy's voice entered
Kathy's mind dragging her away from the rest of that afternoon at
Charlotte's house.

   "But Cathy, I can't stop now . . .  I've a lot more to tell you while I
can." Kathy was amazed that she wanted to speak out.

   "I'm sorry Kathy but you do need your sleep, this has been a most
traumatic time for you." Jessica told her.  At first Kathy couldn't
understand why but then noticed the white marks in her friends hand where
she'd been holding on.  She could see the outline of her nails in the
flesh.

   "Oh Cathy I'm sorry I didn't know I was doing that!" She cried out.

   Cathy looked at her hand, "It's alright Kay, and you needed the support.
Come on I'll take you to bed."

   Kathy shook her head, "No please can't I keep on?" She pleaded.  But
both Cathy and Jessica were adamant about it.

   "I'm sorry Kathy, but I'll be back tomorrow afternoon and we'll carry on
then." Jessica told her.

   "Don't worry Kay, I'll allow you to go back under tomorrow so that
you're relaxed." Cathy said while surreptitiously shaking her hand to get
the blood flowing.

   As she was taken into the bedroom by Cathy she asked, "You don't think
I'm bad do you?"

   Cathy was surprised by the question, "No?  Why do you ask?"

   "Because of what I did with Charlotte afterwards!  It was just that
she'd been so nice to me that I had to do the same for her." Kathy looked
at her friend anxiously but there was no judgement in the concerned face
looking at her.

   "Oh Kay, I don't think you did anything wrong.  You were forced into it.
If anything it's that Jason who's doing the wrong thing." Her eyes flashed
when she said that.

   "But what can we do about him." Kathy said as she was getting undressed
- there was no hesitation with this now, it was as if Cathy was a sister
rather than a person she'd only met a day ago.

   "Oh I've got plans, now try to sleep." Cathy told her.  She was asleep
as her head touched the pillow.

   Cathy looked at her young friend sleeping in the bed and shook her head.
What had gone on in the bunker was nothing to what Kathy had been put
through.  That Jason was going to pay!  She swore it and realised a way of
doing it. . .

   Jessica watched the two girls leave the room; she rewound the tape and
started to listen to Kathy's story again

   She didn't notice when Cathy entered the room carrying a glass of sherry
and a cola.  But when the glass was placed before her she looked up at the
young girl.

   "I'm sorry but I did need to record what Kathy said." She apologised
feeling slightly foolish for doing so, but Cathy just smiled.

   "I think all you had to do was to ask Sir Timothy.  He would have given
you a copy of the surveillance tape." She smiled at Jessica's look.  "You
weren't aware of this?" Jessica shook her head.  "Don't worry about it,
you're pretty safe in the bedrooms and bathrooms." Cathy said patting her
arm.  Then her manner changed.

   "So now we've got Kathy talking, were we right to make her sleep now? 
Shouldn't we have allowed her to talk it all out?"

   Jessica thought for a moment before answering.  This child was asking
adult questions it was most disconcerting at times.  "It's counter
productive to the patient.  She needs to be able to sort out her feelings,
one bit at a time.  But how do you feel?  You've listened to her story and
you've felt her feeling at first hand.  You can't tell me that you're not
affected by it?"

   The façade seemed to slip slightly as Cathy bit her lip while
considering the question, "It's worried me that a man would lie to a girl
just to get her to undress and to allow him to do stuff with her.  But what
makes it worse is that he's been doing it for some time and not just with
girls but boys as well.  Why?  What does he get out of it?"

   Jessica sighed and sat back in her chair.  She drank the wine and then
regarded the glass.  "It's a subject that most people won't talk about,
especially to a child your age." She smiled as she heard Cathy's indignant
noise.  "But since you've asked I'll try to answer you."

   Cathy managed to keep quiet as she awaited Jessica's answer.

   "Throughout the ages it has always been a dream of men to own and
control as many women as they can.  It's a throwback to the animal age when
the Alpha male was lord over his herd and had claim to all the females in
the herd."

   "So you're saying that this Jason is just living out a dream?  Then why
doesn't he look at older women?  Why girls?  And what's with the boys? . .
. Do you think he's doing something with them as well?" Cathy was bubbling
over with the questions.

   "Hey hold on, let me get this sorted out.  Now the picture I gave you
was a generalisation, but there is a darker side to all this.  Because the
Alpha males were able to get the pick of the females, that left the older
one and the younger ones available for the other males to take and control.
As man grew more civilised he began to create rules.  At first they were
passed by tribal elders to maintain control in the tribes.  These would be
passed on as orders from God or their equivalent.  These laws have been
re-defined over the years until we have our own laws which have become
ingrained into the moral of the current society.  Most men and women marry
on a monogamist basis; there are cultures that allow several wives per
husband.  The legal age to allow people to marry has also been defined by
the culture." She paused to gain her breath knowing that she was going to
do the equivalent of explaining the birds and bees to a child.  "Now in all
societies there are those who decide that they don't need to follow these
morals.  They set their sights on the younger or older members of the
community or even on the same sex as themselves."

   Cathy made a face, "That sounds sick."

   Jessica decided to act as devil's advocate, "Really?  But in some cases
that might have been the norm."

   "What?"

   "Well for example, in Ancient Greece it was considered normal for male
tutors to have control of boys for several years, during which time they
were expected to accede to the sexual demands of their tutors.  There was
also a female sect that went out of their way to enjoy the charms of
younger girl between the ages of 12 to 15 and awaken them to the joys of
sexual congress between women.  If their society had continued then we
might have been emulating them.  It's all a matter of what society decides
is right!" `Let's see what she makes of that!' Jessica thought to herself.

   "So what you're saying is that we only think things are correct . . . 
because everyone has agreed to follow those rules.  And people who don't
agree with those rules are considered to be criminal.  But if enough people
believe in something doesn't that mean that the rules could change?" Cathy
frowned with the effort.

   Jessica nodded.  "It does indeed.  That's why we have a parliament to
decide what rules should apply."

   Then Cathy realised that they were straying from the subject, "But that
doesn't explain about Jason and what he was doing.  He's been taking
pictures of girls, that's not right!"

   Jessica nodded, "Well there is the other type of person.  The one who
gets a sexual kick out of exploiting young children.  And that is how I'm
seeing this Jason person.  He uses threats to get the victim to pose for
his camera at first and then through more threats gets them to do more and
more, before too long he's going to be inflicting himself on them."

   "And why the boys as well?  Or is it like that Greek thing with the
tutors and the boys?" Cathy asked.

   Jessica sighed, "It's possible for men to have sex with other men."

   This was news to Cathy, her sex education classes hadn't mentioned this,
but then it hadn't covered what Kathy had described during her session. 
Somewhere the school wasn't telling everything, she decided.  "How?" She
asked.

   Jessica pondered if she should expand on the subject or just cover it
up. "I don't know if I should . . ." She started but stopped when she
looked into Cathy's eyes.  That strange spark was back in them, so she gave
in.  "Alright, there are two places that men use on each other, the mouth
is one and the . . .  the anus is the other!" She finished quickly.

   Cathy's mouth dropped, "Oh!  OH!" her eyes went wide as she considered
that.  "I just thought you meant they jerked each other off." She finally
said blushing as she said the word.

   `That would have been a better thing to have said!' decided Jessica.

   "But why did he take the pictures?  Won't he be caught with them?" Cathy
asked.

   "Well yes he could be, but most pornographers don't think like that,
he'll probably have them on his hard drive with a backup elsewhere just in
case." Jessica said.  "But if he's making video's it's possible he's
selling them to others like him."

   Cathy looked sharply at her, "You mean other people would see Kathy
getting undressed and being touched like that?"

   Jessica sadly nodded.  "Yes, and by now they could even be on the
Internet." Cathy had to think again.

   "But isn't that against the law?  I mean after all you said about rules
and society . . ." Cathy couldn't think of what else to say.

   "It is, but that doesn't stop some people.  It's quite a big business.
The police try their hardest to stop it where they can, but they're so
under-funded that they can only scratch the surface."

   Cathy's mind started to work again.  "We need Mr.  Clark to listen to
this.  He could arrange for a raid on that place!"

   Jessica shook her head.  "That might not help Kathy, or the other
children he's done this to.  We would have to bring them out in court and
testify against him.  Most of them would be too frightened to do that."

   Cathy shook her head, "Well then we'll play them Kathy's story!"

   "That wouldn't work.  Their defence would be that we planted the thought
into Kathy while she was under hypnosis, and her mind created the rest."
Jessica said gently, "This is why such testimony isn't regarded as
evidence; there is always the chance that the questioner has prompted for
the answer needed."

   "But they'll be able to hear what we asked her." Cathy tried to convince
Jessica who just shook her head.

   "But they can't see us at that time, what if we were holding pictures or
writing out the words for her to use and expand on?  No the evidence
wouldn't be enough."

   "But what about his pictures, we could produce them!" Cathy was
clutching at straws.

   "If we could prove that they were his.  And if he hadn't wiped them
beforehand, remember he's probably got them backed up somewhere safe.  A
place where the police would never find them." Jessica felt like a heel
busting Cathy's balloons like this.

   Cathy sat down despondently.  "So you're saying that he's likely to get
away with this."

   Jessica smiled, "Not at all!" Cathy looked at her, "All you have to do
is to catch him in the act of assaulting a girl."

   Cathy smiled, "But that's what I've been trying to do, but I haven't had
a chance to talk to her yet."

   Jessica frowned, "Hold on, you're not going to get Sharon involved in
this are you?"

   This time Cathy laughed, "No way, I'm not going to put her in that
position.  I'm thinking of Su, she's got a way with people like Jason."

   "That would work, but she'll need to look like a school girl, and he
might not take the bait at first." Jessica said, "And we'll need to have
people nearby.  It might be worthwhile talking to your Mr.  Clark then."

   Detective Sergeant Charles Clark was trying to sort out everything he'd
learnt about this place and the organisation behind it.  At the moment he
was seated behind a desk reading a report on a computer screen.

   The escape of Joey and Ken Webb could be traced directly back to one
person.  All the papers were signed by him and all the communication came
from that person's office.  There was only one thing stopping him from
going to that person and arresting him. . .  The person in question is
Detective Sergeant Clark!

   It was a neat piece of framing, everything that would be needed to
authorise a prisoner transfer, including a few extras that he wasn't aware
of.  Like the van and driver - in uniform.

   Then Scott put his head around the door to the office.  "Problems?" he
asked.

   "You could say that!  What I want to know is why I wasn't arrested as
soon as this was found out?" Clark said.

   Scott entered and sat down in a chair.  "That's simple; we already knew
about you, how you react and more importantly how you feel about things. 
We've got people in high places that are able to cut more orders than you
realise.  It was simple to assign you here on the pretext that you've been
transferred to some secure location."

   "So I'm locked away from the action is that it?" Clark said.

   Scott snorted, "After what happened here?  Does that sound like being
away from the action?"

   Clark smiled and shook his head, "Not really.  But this is all very
incriminating for me.  Everything points to my authorising the transfer of
the Webb brothers.  The only thing missing is the coffee stain on the
order. Somebody had to be in my office in order to get the paperwork, which
means that there's a mole in my station." He finally realised this simple
fact.

   "Probably!" Scott said, "That's something you learn not to do,
underestimate the opposition."

   "But, we've got to tell someone, there's no telling what that person
might get done.  I mean he might get dangerous criminals out of prison."
Clark persisted.

   "Oh!  And Joey and Ken Webb are pure as the driven snow?  Wake up
Charlie!  He's already done that!" Scott didn't shout as he knew that Clark
had realised that.  "I wouldn't worry about that at the moment!  Just think
of this as an opportunity for special advancement." Scott said.  "Look
where we've been falling down is with liaison with the police force. 
You've already seen where we can be of benefit to your people.  But we
can't just blunder into things we need to know where we're needed.  And
that's your job.  Don't worry about the mole; we've got our own hunters
sniffing around at the moment."

   Clark looked around for a moment, "So what am I supposed to do now?" He
asked.

   Scott smiled, "Just get your feet under you first and then look around.
When you've sorted out what we can do then you'll know what to do."

   Just then the phone rang on Clark's desk.  He looked at it for a moment
before picking it up.  "Detective Ser . . .  Clark here!" He said realising
that his rank didn't really mean much in this house.

   "Hello Mr.  Clark, this is Cathy Roberts." The young girl's voice
sounded nervous but calm.

   "Hello Miss Roberts, and what can I do for you?" Clark said softly.

   "I'm not sure is it possible that I can come and see you?" Cathy asked.

   "Certainly, do you know where my office is?"

   "Oh.  I'm sure I'll find it, I be there soon." And Cathy hung up.  Scott
looked enquiringly at Clark.

   "That was Cathy Roberts, she wants to see me." At the girls' name Scott
moved slightly.

   "If I might make a suggestion?" Scott said, at Clark's nod he continued,
"If it's possible to help her, please do so.  For some reason our boss puts
great store in that young lady.  He'd be angry if we fail her." And Scott
quickly left before Clark could ask any further questions.  But it left him
with a lot to think about.

   A hesitant knock on his door announced the arrival of Kathy, with her
was another woman who Clark didn't recognise.  He smiled at the pair.

   "Hello again Cathy, and who is this?" he asked while directing the pair
to a couple of chairs which they sat down on.

   "This is Dr.  Jessica Saunders, Jessica this is Mr.  Clark." Cathy
started the introductions

   "My name's Charles.  I'm really a Detective Sergeant in the police
force." Clark completed for Cathy.

   "You never did tell me your name." Cathy complained, "I thought all
policemen only had one name like that Morse guy on television."

   Clark laughed, "No that was because he didn't like his first name." At
her look he smiled, "It was Endeavour Morse."

   Cathy made a face, "If I had a name like that I'd never use it either!"
which made Jessica and Clark laugh.

   "Now what is it you want?" Clark asked.  Cathy looked at Jessica.

   "No Cathy, it's your idea and so you must ask him." Jessica said to her

   "Well it's like this.  There's a man who's been taking photographs of
girls in the park." Cathy started.

   "There's nothing wrong with taking photographs, we can't do anything
about that." Clark said

   Jessica shook her head, "It's not that type of photograph, these are
worse."

   Clark looked mystified for a moment and then said "Oh!  That type of
photograph.  How do you know about this?"

   Jessica looked awkward for a moment, "I'm afraid this is getting more
complicated, from a patient of mine I'm sorry to say." Clark looked at her
and so she had to explain, "I'm a psychologist and the patient was under
hypnosis so her testimony can't be used as such."

   Clark though for a moment, he noticed Cathy was watching him.  Her stare
made him uncomfortable, as if she was watching a magician who was going to
pull a rabbit from a hat.

   "Who's the patient?" He asked and then looked at Cathy, "Not you?"

   She shook her head, "No, not me." She looked at Jessica who nodded her
head slightly, "Its Kathy, Kathy Webb, Frank's daughter." She said to
emphasise who it was.

   "I know who Kathy Webb is.  Why didn't she go to the police about it?"
Clark asked.

   "The man scared her.  He made her think that she'd broken the law and
that she would be arrested . . ." Cathy said quickly and saw the puzzled
look on his face.  "It's better if we let you listen to the story." She
looked at Jessica who pulled out her recorder and pressed the play button.
. .

   ----

   Cathy went to bed that night with mixed feelings, she had listened to
Kathy's story and it had affected her, she would admit that to anyone who
asked her.  As she was putting on her nightdress she looked at Kathy who
had rolled onto her side, the young girl's thumb was in her mouth and she
was sucking on it like a baby.

   Then, as if she felt Cathy's gaze, she started to cry "No, please don't
touch me there.  I don't like it!  Please Jason don't do that!" Cathy
couldn't help herself she went to the bed and held onto Kathy.  "Oh
Charlotte you're so nice." The sleeping girl said and held onto Cathy as
she slipped even deeper into sleep.

   When Sharon entered the bedroom she found the two girls sleeping
together with their arms around each other.  She gave a small smile and
undressed; she put on her pyjamas and went to her own bed.

   When Sally looked in on the girls she also saw the two together and
shook her head at the sight she closed the door and made sure that
everything was secure for the night.

   -

   Clark was busy.  He'd phoned a few friends on the vice squad for their
opinion on Kathy's story.

   "We've known there a source in the city." One told him, "We've heard of
a new batch of videos with this theme.  One girl pleasuring another who's
being held by an unknown man.  Also on a web site we've found stills from
the video, from your description it could be your girl."

   Another one had told him, "We're not sure who the originator of these
pictures are.  We've had several different kids pictured with the same
background but the poster's name has been different each time."

   The next message that he received was worse.  "That girl you've
described, her pictures have been added to with a message.  `For sale:
virginity!  Only one on offer!  Interested parties to contact via website.'
It seems that the poster is going to offer this girl on the net."

   This was highly disturbing and did demand attention.  But he knew that
if they just arrested this man, Jason, he would just denied that he'd done
anything, and they'd have to have the children to testify against him. 
Something that would cause them distress even if they agreed to do so.  It
was possible that they wouldn't.  So that they could avoid the
embarrassment.  They wouldn't be named or photographed but that wouldn't
matter to them.  He knew the number of cases that failed because the
witnesses refused to answer questions.

   He agreed with Cathy that they needed to catch him red-handed.  Before
he had a chance to destroy his private stash of pictures and video's.  If
they only knew where he kept them they'd be able to salvage them and use
them in evidence against him.

   He wondered if Kathy might have more information for him and so he sent
a message to Cathy's PDA, after learning about them from Scott, asking her
to find this out for him.  Scott also took him to the control gallery where
he met with Mark and was able to view the video of Kathy's session.  He
felt slightly like a voyeur as he listened and watched the girl as she went
through her ordeal.  Watching as she gripped Cathy's hand but marvelling at
the girl who didn't complain but just held on to her friend's hand.

   He took notes as Kathy went though her story on the screen.  Although it
was the same one that Jessica had already played back previously the body
language of the girl also added to the impact of the story.  Clark set his
jaw.  This Jason was going to regret his little game with these children.
But he realised that now with Kathy out of Jason's grasp he would be
looking for a replacement. . .  He then smiled as he realised how Cathy's
plan might work out.

   -

   Cathy awoke to the strange feeling that her teddy-bear had grown during
the night.  Then she remembered climbing into Kathy's bed to comfort the
young girl.  She went to move away from the girl just in case she
embarrassed her.

   "Don't go Charlotte; your dad's not due back yet." A sleepy voiced Kathy
said.  This would have made Cathy blush before, but after what Kathy had
said the previous day she accepted it as one of those things.

   She shook Kathy's shoulder.  "Wake up Kathy; we've got things to do
today." She said softly in Kathy's ear.  The young girl opened her eyes and
looked back at Cathy.  She smiled.

   "So I got you into my bed then." Then she realised what she'd said, "I'm
sorry Cathy I didn't mean it!" she said worriedly.

   Cathy smiled at her.  "I don't mind Kay, really I don't."

   Kathy shook her head, "I'm Kathy, not Kay.  I don't like the name Kay!"
and then her mouth opened, "Did I say that?" she asked out loud.

   Cathy nodded, "You did and that the best thing you could have done. 
You're learning to stand up for yourself." She smiled at her friend.  "Now
come on and get ready, we've got some exercises to do with Su before
breakfast."

   At the name of Su Kathy was quickly out of the bed and into the
bathroom, when she emerged a few minutes later she sorted out some clothing
to wear and was sitting on her bed when Cathy and a sleepy Sharon emerged.

   "Come on she'll be starting without us." Kathy urged them to speed up.

   Sharon just looked at the excited young girl.  "What's got into her?"
She asked.

   Cathy just shrugged.  "She want to get on with her life I suppose." And
the two quickly dressed and then the three girls ran out of their room to
go to the gymnasium.

   -

   Su was nervous; the interruptions of yesterday along with the `exercise'
that she had done meant that she wasn't really back together with her
`chi'. Although she had enjoyed what she'd done to the man, there was a
sense of guilt over it.  He had been injured and frightened, it didn't
allow her to take advantage of him.

   The arrival of the three girls allowed her to be distracted from her
musings and she quickly arranged them so that they could start on the
exercises.  But her own movements were erratic and clumsy, at least to her
eyes they were, and she had to stop several times to gather herself.

   During one of these stops Cathy came up to her.  "What's wrong Su?  You
seem awkward."

   Su looked at the girl, `how could she see that?  Was my control that
bad?' Su wondered to herself.  "It is nothing Miss Cathy," She tried to say
but Cathy wasn't buying that.

   "It's something Su, do you want to tell me or do I have to guess?" There
was something about the girls' eyes that told Su not to try to lie.

   "I am worried about that man I attacked yesterday.  It was wrong of me."
Su said.

   "Are you really sure of that?" Cathy asked her, Su looked at the girl
but there was nothing in her face to say she was playing with her.

   "The man was injured.  I should have tried to help him.  But in my anger
with what he was going to do to Kathy I struck him instead." Su put her
head in her hands.

   Cathy though for a moment and then retrieved her PDA, she quickly
entered a command into the pad and waited for an answer which she showed to
Su.  "This is what is known about your victim, I think you'd better read it
and then see how you feel about him." And then she went back to the floor
to continue the exercises.

   Su scrolled through the screen display, taking in the crimes that were
known about the man, her eyes narrowed when she found out how many times
he'd been arrested for attacks on women and children.  With an almost
audible click she felt her mind/body/soul joining together.  If the man
hadn't been stopped he would go on to hurt others.  The courts wouldn't
deal correctly with him, at least she had provided some measure of revenge
for his victims.

   She closed the screen down and then returned to the mat.  When she was
by Cathy she bowed.  "Thank you Miss Cathy, I am in your debt." When Cathy
smiled at her Su thought that she didn't like it, Cathy obviously already
knew what she wanted Su to do to repay that debt.

   After the exercise period the four went to the showers to clean off the
sweat that had accumulated.  Su noticed that Kathy was different from the
girl who she met yesterday, there was something indefinable about her now.

   The breakfast was quickly eaten and the girls were as chatty as normal,
but Frank and Nicola could tell that Kathy wanted to say something to them
but couldn't, they were used to this.  Recently she's been secretative but
they'd put that down to her age.  No doubt she'll tell them when she was
ready.

   The lessons today were Geography and History, again the program to
enhance their enjoyment of the lessons was active and the girls all knew
about it.  So they studied hard and managed to remember the dates that
Jameson threw at them.

   They pestered him about the test that Sir Timothy had mentioned but he
wouldn't tell them about it.

   After lunch the girls were back with Su, to start their self-defence
lessons.  This time Su was more her old self, she demonstrated some throw
by using Jameson as her subject.

   "Really Miss Su, anyone would think you had a grudge against me or
something!" Jameson was forced to say after the third hip-toss.  This
caused the three girls to giggle at his predicament

   "No, Jameson.  But you have been neglecting your lessons.  I am killing
two birds with one throw.  This way you will learn not to shirk your
practise." Su told him with a smile.  Then she turned to the three girls.
"You see that size, although important, does not always win.  But ability
will help more if you are against a bigger person."

   Sharon placed her hands on her hips.  "Are you sure of that!  I mean I
couldn't throw Pete like that, and I'm certain that Uncle Frank wouldn't
let me."

   Su smiled, "But when you get them off balance they are easier to
control. Remember that!" and then assigned partners.  Sharon was with Cathy
and Kathy was with Su.

   At first Su guided Kathy though two easy throws and then suggested that
she learn how to fall.  As Su went in for the attack Kathy turned and
lifted her T-shirt, Su paused for a moment distracted by the sight.  And
then found herself on her back looking up at the girl.

   Cathy and Sharon had both paused and were looking at the spectacle of
Su, the expert, thrown by Kathy.  The young girl just smiled, "Well you did
say to put them off balance.  But you didn't say how!" and started to
giggle, which set Cathy and Sharon off and finally Su joined them.

   Finally Su decided that they needed to relax after their exertions and
so called the lesson to a close.  They retired to the showers and washed
themselves off.  When they were getting dressed Cathy suggested that Su
tried some of their clothes to see if they fitted.

   Su managed to put on Cathy's jeans and Sharon's blouse.  Kathy just
looked at her.  In those clothes she looked like a young teenager, almost a
girl!  Cathy smiled and nodded.  "Su?  Could you get some school uniforms
and bring them to our common room later?  After Kathy's session would do."
A mystified Su agreed, but was wondering what she was letting herself in
for.

   -

   Jessica was waiting for the two girls as they entered the room.  Jessica
smiled at both of them putting Kathy at her ease.

   "Kathy are you certain you want to carry on with these sessions?"
Jessica asked.

   Kathy nodded, "I am.  I have to tell you what happened and I want to
tell you." To Jessica this was a new Kathy, gone was the scared and timid
girl, this Kathy was more direct.

   Cathy smiled at her friend, "I think the sessions are doing more for her
than she knows." She confided to Jessica and then she asked Kathy, "Do you
want me to remain?  Or shall I leave you to tell Jessica on you own."

   A hint of the old Kathy emerged, "Will you stay with me please, I find
it easier with you here."

   Cathy nodded, "Of course I will."

   -

   Clark looked at the screen, the picture was appalling.  The young girl
on the screen was kneeling in front of a boy the same age as her.  Tears
were visible on her cheek as her mouth was covering the boy's crotch. 
Hands, not the boy's he noted, were on the back of her head pushing her
into the boy.  On the screen was a caption.  `Kathy - finding out who's the
boss 5/20'.  The home screen had advertised `our newest model - give her a
big hand'.  The picture showed her bent over a chair, naked, and a masked
man spanking her.  Her face was gagged but it was unmistakably Kathy Webb!