' I wouldn't know how accurate that thought was for at least an hour and a half. All I could blurt out was. "What do you mean?" Sill sounding smooth (...r so I thought) "Don't give me that." She said looking straight into my eyes. I was hard by now all 9 inches of me. "We have played your game and now I want more." She said "Oh really, what do you mean by more?" I knew full well what she meant but I wanted to hear her say it. She wanted the control and I gave it to her."Look I am tired of this. She needed a good stiff cocktail after the ordeal of lunch!Nancy looked after her grandmother as she left the table. Even though she was only 10 years old, she was beginning to feel like a hundred! Her little brain was chocked full of information... most of which nobody knew but her. Life had become far more interesting than she had ever thought possible. At the table now, were her mother, her grandfather, and Uncle Ike. And Nancy was curious to see just who would excuse themselves next! She. Hand in hand they walked to the room they had set up. A very large, padded four corner stool stood under the white rope that was tied to a stout hook securely fastened to the ceiling. A noose already formed. The two woman stepped up on to the stool and caught the rope.Donna could barely reach the noose after they had loosened it. Once it had been tightened around her neck she was forced to stand on her very tiptoes. Tonya drew a deep breath as she admired the way that Donna's legs looked. I was totally out of control and sweating as I was very afraid. And she said that I know it’s you. And she was very angry with me; as she took her son from my hand. I was very afraid. I said sorry to her. And left for my home very sad.And In the night, she messaged me: “I will say this to you mother”. I replied:“please aunt, don’t say to my mother”. She said,“OK, I will think ”.And she said that you have to obey me as a punishment for your mistake and I agreed.She told me why do you need to use.