A faint holiday melody played from a store speaker some distance up the street. Some people were humming along with the tune. A white horse-drawn carr...iage slowly made its way down the street carrying lovers snuggled closely under a red blanket. The specialty shops and restaurants lining the streets were decked out in holiday decorations. Every year the owners tried to outdo each other by creating elaborate displays in their shop windows. This year the most popular display belonged to a novelty. ‘Sure, have a seat. I remember you now,’ I said with a nod. ‘So, if your dad is Big Tony, does that make you Little Tony?’ He shrugged as he sat, although I saw the barest flicker – an echo of some long ago pain – in his eyes. ‘I just go by Tony. I don’t like being compared to my father.’ He looked at Alice, and pointed at me. ‘I’ll take whatever she’s having.’ ‘Okay, Tony it is,’ I said as Alice sashayed back off. ‘I didn’t think you knew my mother or father so well.’ ‘I don’t,’ he agreed.. . well, I guess not. My sister somehow already has her homework finished. She probably didn't have as much to begin with. So now I have to catch up on that. But first ... first I want to act out an idea that I had yesterday, and then I need to make sure Anna is occupied for a couple of hours.After making her lie down on her bed, I retrieve the large red and blue candles from yesterday. Drawing lines and doodles in wax on Anna's skin has given me the idea to draw something more well-defined. I. Bondage at the time was merely a game to me, a game that I wished to become stronger and more frequent in my life; I continued to wish till I grew up into an adolescent (at time very early from my peers) and my thoughts changed. I was no longer satisfied with the stunts I did with my friends or the fantasy world I lived in inside my mind, I needed the real thing. I came into contact with the fact that there are lifestyles for people like me who loved to be tied but from where I come from and my.