“Well I’m going to go. You have nothing to say.” Mina said. “Mina, I like you.” Carrie said. “So why do you be mean to me?” Carrie exhal...ed slowly. She then explained to Mina that she liked her as more than a friend. That she always thought she was gorgeous and that the only way to hide it was by being mean to her. She couldn’t let anyone know that she was actually bisexual. Carrie was sure Mina would get up and leave the room, if not leave the apartment altogether. She was surprised when Mina. He quickly tied them through the belt, latching the buckle tightly. The belt was cutting into her skin, but he was not paying attention to her pained sobs. "Please don't do this!" She whined through panting, shaking breaths as he then looped her bound hands through the foot of the bed. He didn't bother responding to her, concentrating to tie her tightly so she couldn't escape again. He sat back to admire his handiwork. His legs forcing her legs wide open, her bound wrists above her head, tied. When you can barely make out your face to put make-up on, your complexion as a woman suffers. She was also slightly buck-toothed with unevenly spaced teeth in a thin-lipped mouth. Her figure isn’t too bad, although she doesn’t dress to do herself any favours. She was wearing a beaded top that clearly hadn’t been ironed and baggy shapeless jeans covering a pear-shaped figure of narrow shoulders, small slightly droopy boobs, as she doesn’t wear the correct bras according to Jess, and wide hips.. "I squeezed her hand."Jeff is pretty remarkable. I saw him disembowel my father. It was an amazing sight." Thank you," she said.We sat for a few minutes. I got up, walked over to Sam and Harri and hugged them. Then I went over to Sandy and hugged her. She quivered like she was ready to break down. I held on to her and she managed to regain control of herself.Before long we saw Jeff walking back down the hall toward us. Beside him walked a man in a white coat with a stethoscope around his neck..