You know after his face was disfigured."My mom nodded and listened attentively."Well," I continued, " actually for me it was way before the accident t...at I found myself having... you know sexy dreams... about Tim."My mom's eyes widened but she tried to keep calm."I kept dreaming about him and I knew it was wrong for a girl to have these sort of feelings for her brother, so I kept trying to shrug them off. Well, after his accident when he got back to school, the girl he was going to take to prom. I got out of the booth, yelling why he did that and what the hell was wrong with him and everything. He apologized, saying he couldn't resist. He told me I look so beautiful after sex with a black man. He kept saying how amazing it was inside me, that he wanted this to be a more regular thing and that he would pay me more to compensate. I wasn't happy, but I said find. He paid me, asked about my schedule and all and we talked. Randomly he said he'd give me money if I'd spread my ass right there. I can't tell if she likes it, she is clenching her teeth and her hands are clenched into fists in her effort to remain motionless. Just to be on the safe side I give the rope several more harsh tugs, and then I tie the strands firmly to the belt part of the rope. This keeps a constant pressure between her legs, not to mention on her belly. And it will really scratch her clit whenever she moves! So naturally, I have her walk around her room a few times. Just in case she does like it. Can't be. "That's just a load of hallucinogen-inspired bullshit. St John the Revelator was some kind of First Century smack-head. And, anyway, where was the number of the beast, Gog and Magog, and all the stuff about the Antichrist?" Maybe the Israeli Prime Minister was the Antichrist." Not a very impressive one, was he?" I don't like this programme, Mummy," pleaded Monica who was sprawled across her chair in the corner of the living room. "Can't we watch something else? Aren't there any cartoons?".