I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.’ Janet hung up abruptly. She didn’t understand what had gotten into Sam. What was wrong with him? He was fine ...six months ago when we met. Now, he doesn’t want to do anything. He just lays around and cries. I don’t have patience for sorry ass men who are looking for sympathy. And he was having a pity party marathon. ‘Thanks for coming, Janet.’ ‘Mm hmm,’ was her reply. ‘Please sit down.’ She sat in the love seat that was farthest away from Sam. ‘Janet, I. Now ordered to stand, her hands were placed into handcuffs hanging from the ceiling and she was hoisted until she was clear of the floor.Now all the guards had moved in, as the governess explained that her right nipple would now be pieced, ringed and tagged with her prisoner number, and she would also have the number branded onto her left buttock. Unable to move, she passed out with the searing pain as her nipple clip was attached, but was brought round a few minutes later when they branded her. But the point is there was a time through maybe a couple years when I used to think Cait's mom was a really bad person even though she was always nice when I was there but I just thought it was all fake, and it's not like mom ever said that she was bad but that's just how that whole thing made me think about her. And in my head my uncle was this nicest guy that was trapped being married to this bad person and that's when I first kinda fell in love with him I think even though I didn't really. "Nicky?"I thought. "Would you do me two favors?" Of course!" she thought back to me. "I'll be available to screw your brains out in just a few minutes. That is one of the favors, right?" Better make it three favors then!" I thought back."God! I love you!" Nicky gushed. "Okay, what are the other two?" Would you make sure Vickie has everything she needs for the party and all? At my expense. Only don't tell her it's me. Okay?" I was already doing that, but thanks for thinking of it. You are.