Once again, I found myself getting snowed upon in a parking lot in front of an empty dorm without those last few gifts. I, also, lacked a clue where t... look for something to give someone who already had enough University sweatshirts. Just before turning over the ignition, I remembered the small chocolate shop across from campus next to the little cafe where I did much of my studying.Guessing that a few boxes of chocolate would solve the problem, I made the short drive into town. My headlamps. Dads car as well as Sues were in the drive. I was starting to learn how the stone could make people do what I wanted but it seems that they have to secretly want it too like my sister and her lesbian scene from Saturday.Hoping that Sue and Dad may be at it again I went around the side of the house instead of through the front door. As I made my way towards the rear of the house I heard hammering from the garage. I tried the door but it was locked. "Hey Dad you in there?" the hammering stopped. The winding descent into the cave took forever as terror and adrenaline compressed focus and extended my perception of time. The second hand on my watch refused to advance as moments oozed into minutes which stretched into hours.The clatter of scores of human feet pounding on the metal treads echoed like thunder from the musty-damp granite walls of our pitch-black corridor. Whatever had lit up the sky had eclipsed our electricity.My terrified guess? We had a grandstand seat to an epic. However, he didn’t leave her hanging long, that would be cruel. He said that just to tweak her nose and let her know that it wasn’t going to be all grave and serious all of the time! After all, this wasn’t some movie and they were not Mr. Grey and Lee.“That,” he told her, filling in the rest of his thoughts, “I think is something you are going to earn, my dick is your reward, not your right.” This was actually blunt, and was the beginning of a new set of rules. “Depending on how you behave, how.