I guess I hesitated, because she asks again. I reply with a whisper the confirmation. I am equally surprised when she tells me that she has never done... it herself. I didn’t think it was possible, considering the amount I do it in a week, or even in one day. It’s my turn to ask, and Anne chooses dare. I do something generic, not really sure what to do. Something like run around the house with your pants down or something like that. So, we return to my room, giggling, and this time Nora chooses. I'm going to release the slut from thebondage chair now. If you do exactly as you are told, I will help dressyou. Is that understood?"I was wising up. As soon as she releases me, I'm going to give her thebeating of her life, and then get the fuck out of here. I'll worryabout how to get this shit off me later. Right now, I just want to getaway."Are you sure that you don't want to keep him restrained. He will tryto run if you give him the chance." Well, that's a chance I will have to take.. Maybe I should have taken you with me after all.”Mom said, “Just let me take a nice long bath first and then I’ll I let you do all of the things that he wanted to do to me.”I watched as she took off her shoes and that big baggy dress and walked into the bathroom. She didn’t even bother to close the door. We had reached a new point in our lives and I liked it.I also had an hour to kill before Mom would be out of the bathtub. I got on my bicycle and headed to the address of the studio that I. He looked up at me, and I saw his eyes, I think, I saw two bright flashes of blue. A blue so clear it should belong to an angel. A blue so clear it looked like the type of blue you’d see as the color of those tropical oceans in travel brochures. I keep harping on his eyes because to the best of my memory, this was the only time I ever actually saw them. And for all there beauty they held me in a blinding blue glare. I asked him once why he had decided to help me, and he had said it was because.