. no thoughts pressed against her mind – no thoughts at all...'How odd ... It's like there's nobody here...Knock-knock... 'She was surrounded by eno...mous trees that towered high over her head, held upright by thick, bulbous trunks – if that was what they were. As she gazed at the nearest giant, she frowned, trying to grasp what was different about these oversized... 'This is a fucking weed! This isn't a tree! And it's a hundred feet high ... Just how far back am I?'There was no answer, of. You have to tell me how you did it." That's not all; I eliminated all of her possessions. She has resigned her job, closed all her accounts, donated all her furniture and moved out of her apartment. The slave has nothing but what you see. She is totally dependent on me. I can do anything I want with her, and after Saturday's party, everyone at school will know she is a slave, and by next week who knows where she will end up." Anita, are you sure you should do this? I mean if you walk in with a. "Sis! I'm not a kid anymore! Stop treating me as a kid, we're about the same age; it only matters what time when we were born!" Lucio shouts at me as he runs off towards his room.I don't mind what he said but for the meantime I feel guilty about it.We arrive at school, I try talking to him but he won't listen to me."Fine! Don't talk to me!" I bang the car door and walk angrily towards my friends. * * It's already midnight and I'm just hanging out with friends... I'm tipsy and decide to take. She said she'd be right back and got up and I stared at her concave asscrack as she left to visit the bathroom. When she returned she had another bottle and poured a little more into our glasses."John, do you know my first name?" Yes," I said. "Rebecca." That's the first time I've ever heard you say it. Even when you visited at the holidays you never called me by name." Really? Are you serious?" I said."Yes. Say it again."I said it. She asked me to repeat it. I did. She asked me to say her name.