Then he told me to lie on my back. Once I was on my back he put stereo headphones on me saying he didn’t want me listening to what he was setting u...p for me. Once the head phones were on he turned on the music, he kept asking me if I could hear him as he turned it louder, when he was satisfied I couldn’t hear he proceeded to tie my wrists to each of the bedposts, then he tied my legs spread-eagled to the bottom bedposts. At that point I was blind, deaf and totally helpless for what ever he. “I want you to start counting what I’m doing to you”, she said without even the faintest hint of a smile. I closed my eyes and started counting as her finger moved in and out, ‘One, two, three, ah, mmm…” I could not continue as I started gasping. “Mmm, and ah are not numbers, start afresh” she said one, two, three, four, f-f-five…” I counted, quivering as pleasure coursed through my body. “You’re such a bad girl”, she said, pulling her fingers out of my cunt. “Look at how soaking wet you are!”. I’ll be working and sitting by the pool. I love you, baby.’ I sighed, looking in my lap at the paper booklet my ticket was in. ‘I love you, too. Bye, Mom.’ I looked up to see Darrel walking towards me with a paper bag and two plastic bottles in his hand. I still couldn’t get over how one little thing could mess everything up. All week we were both excited about this trip. It was all we could talk about. And because I talked to Jonathan, everything had changed. ‘I got you some water.’ He. “FINAAALLYYYY The Rock has come back to Chicago!” The Rock starts to run down the importance of “Team Bring It”. It’s not just a slogan, it is a way of life. The rock says that he has a dream. That dream is to come down to this very ring and call out John Cena. Rock refers to Cena as a “Homeless Power Ranger”. Rock says that he then woke up, and realized that this is reality. The reality is that The Rock is here, the Great One is here, and he is with the millions AND MILLIONS of The Rocks.