Next, he wrapped a leather strap around my waist, and clipped each end of the strap to the rings in the center of the wood, where the X crossed over. ...He applied leather cuffs to each ankle, and spread my legs wide. When he went to clip the ankle cuffs to the bottom rings, I had to stretch out so far that my heels came up off the floor, and only the balls of my feet supported my weight. I felt like I was wearing a pair of invisible spiked heels.My uncle reached under my body, and invaded both. Look I’m so sorry about what happened, that was really..” Candace interrupted me, “I know, you’re really sorry, whatever. Look, is this tank top too see through to wear to practice?” I stared at her dumbfounded, “what?” “Is this shirt to see through,” she repeated, “or I could wear just this sports bra.” Candace then proceeded to pull her tank top off from the bottom, revealing her tits.Her boobs looked to be in the B-C cup range, and her nipples were bright pink and puffy. Despite getting a. Arms, legs, hands, feet, head, eyes, ears ... All present and accounted for. There were three IV poles, a computer monitor keeping track of everything from my breathing, to my blood pressure, and a monitor on my right index finger, to keep track of my oxygen saturation.Before moving I scanned the entire room, or as much as I could see without turning my head. It took some time before I remembered that I was David, and did not suffer from a bleeding skull. When I realized moving my head wouldn't. "Hey, it's ok honey," I reassured her, pulling her warm body tighter into mine. "It's not a crime to be human. I might have done the same in that situation. It's not like you tried to hurt me, is it?" Some of these lines I had rehearsed the night before."No, of course not, and I love you more than ever," she said turning round, to look me in the eye. Her eyes had welled up but she was not properly crying. "You can sleep with anyone you like, I'm so sorry." I don't want anyone else, but if a.