Marco sat with a woman who had been introduced as his wife at the other end. We were a little bit separate from the others.I noticed that Mom Janice w...s watching but she was sitting with my dads and other two moms. I knew she was concerned but they would keep her in check.We had eaten most of our meal when Tomas talked and then Guiseppe said, "Tomas would like to talk to you before talking to Bobbi's parents. He doesn't know English well enough so asked me to translate and for Bobbi to listen. This story is only a short one. It is about my girlfriend, my best friend actually. It was about three years ago near Christmas when this took place. To protect her identity I will give her another name and change the area she worked in. This actually happened to her at a bar she worked at for 2 years. The names are changed to protect the innocent. Terry was a good friend of mine. I believe her as we have been friends since childhood and I have been to the place where she worked a lot. She was. Quickly i washed me and the toy, and stepped out of the shower.After drying off, i dressed as Sir had instructed, the hood,boots,and corset, and with toy in hand staggered out the door and into the room indicated by Sir.Inside was a Dungeon, or torture chamber, there was a leather sling hanging from the ceiling,as well as a padded bench, a huge X frame was mounted to one wall, and the ceiling had several rings in it some with pullies attached, some open.Opposite the X frame was what looked like. He assumed it was the extent of her husband's injuries that made Lisa cry. Lisa's sadness was much deeper than that. When Tom had needed her most, when he was clinging to life by a thread she was about to let his best friend enter her. Tom was right; she may never be able to forgive herself. Tom may never forgive her either.Lisa finally manage to say, "I had no idea his injuries were so bad. When I saw him he looked almost happy and with the sheet over him his injuries weren't obvious."Dr..