A web of her own choosing! She watched with morbid fascination as the spider sat perfectly still on the edge of the web, waiting for the grasshopper t...o either free itself or resign itself to its fate. It eerily resembled her groom standing at the altar, waiting for her, the beautiful bride. But would she be walking down that aisle, presenting herself as a willing sacrifice?Sacrifice, what an interesting word, she mused. It was a term that she'd heard and seen played out most her life. Her. Not a bratty one. More of a silent rebel. Like my parents would tell me what to do and I would sometimes just ignore them. If they grounded me, I would go out anyway. I always hated anything that feels like its against my own freedom. I mean, it makes me feel like Im being crowded of squished.I know that’s why I was into weed--- like WAY into weed even back that young. Cherry was 14 so she was older and she usually got it. I could smoke that for hours because it made me feel free free free, not. ‘Its hailing cats and dogs out there,’ a customer had come into the Cantina dripping wet. Shaking the water from his umbrella and placing it at the bars edge. ‘There’s even a dog at your front door to prove it.’ My ears perked up while everyone else thought it was a joke. ‘What kind of dog?’ I asked. ‘A Big Black Lab laying under the eve of the building out of the rain at the front door.’ That’s when everyone realized he was serious and I went to see. The rains had become heavy hailing and. She sometimes uses them, with my blessing, when I am there if she feels that she needs yet more stimulation.What I will not accept or tolerate is her going with another man although she did so once some twenty years or so ago.I dealt with that by putting her over my knee and giving her a very long and very hard, bare arsed spanking. Our love making later that night was sensational. That incident could have ended some marriages but ours remaines very strong simply because we love each other very.