" He grabbed Sarah. "Why don't you sit down and have a chat with the girls. I'm sure when you explain your point of view they'll be OK with it," he sa...id manoeuvring her to a set of stocks. He locked her ankles in the stocks. "Now if you're going to chat." Brad walked across to each of the girls in turn and pulled off the tape that gagged them. He opened the Iron Maiden and peeled back the tape gagging Greetje. Immediately she started yelling, hysterically, begging to be let free. "Oh, no," said. Even if she doesn't seem to want it, now is the time she needs parenting. Soon enough she will graduate and go to college, but she needs a parent in the next four years. Teenage years are hard enough, but after losing two parents, she needs stability. If nothing else, she needs to know there is somebody who cares enough that she can rebel and then come back to." Thanks, Mary. I'll try my best. Jennifer does deserve my time, however inept a parent I might be." Frank wasn't sure Jennifer needed. He stepped out of the room briefly, and returned carrying a duffel bag which contained the toys. The first was a whitehead gag, a metallic device which forces the mouth to remain open. For the time being that was set aside on a night stand.The next item was a set of leather ankle cuffs. Mary Beth was made to sit on the bed, while the stranger attached each cuff, then connected them with a six inch chain. She was now hobbled and would have difficulty walking, running was impossible. Her. Those were things of the past now, and I had friends who had that same confidence in me. There were quite a few of them, in fact, and the most important of them was Kara. But she wasn’t the only one. My trip here had shown me that. Another thought hit me and I stopped in my tracks once again.I couldn’t please Birgit at this point any more than I could please my mom. And yet, I still allowed her memory to influence the way I thought. That wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, but I had let it.