He goes to the shed and hauls out a hose. He surprised me with it. It feels good. I wallow around and roll over so he can hit every spot on me. It fee...ls great. I play with myself as he continues to spray me. He stops and puts the hose down. He picks up the leather strap. He slaps my face with the leather strap. He slaps my hands with the leather strap.He says fucking stop it pig. It comes over and cuffs my hands to my collar. He cuffs my feet together.He picks the hose back up and keeps. Then she turned and headed for Ethel.Louise’s intervention allowed me to get my temper under control. In hindsight, that was probably a good thing.In the meantime, Ethel had backed off from Bec with a shocked expression on her face. “Well I never!”“And as for Santa Claus,” continued Bec. “Everyone knows Santa’s just a story made up for little kids. Well, I’m six years old now. I’m not a little kid anymore. So don’t treat me like a baby by asking stupid questions.”Ethel drew herself up to her. . . ” He waits a few seconds, hoping he’s piqued my interest. When I fail to respond, he shouts “Fine! Goodbye, Karla!” and storms out of the apartment. I look out the window and watch as he raises his arm at the oncoming traffic and a yellow taxicab dashes to the curb. Matt climbs in and is driven away. I laugh in contentment at my tour de force: I have resisted Matt Steiner. I have managed to contain myself. I have won. Later that night I receive a phone call from Ben. As if I don’t have. " The rules are as follows, the girls have a foxtail attached to the back of their clothes, you have to catch her and take her tail, THEN SHE IS DONE.You may now give her the "deathblow" after your own choice, where she will have "the shoot" is entirely up to you." The game you have caught is considered your "property" until to morrow morning. You can sign up as a team or individually, teams have to split the game caught, the guy taking her tail, may give her the "deathblow" right after.