When there at the entrance One siad release the gate and it open and shut they taken us downstair in the big dark big room that had a dim light hangin... down in the middle of the room.Then WADEN HOLMAN and 22 of his Black Guards stood in a row behind him. He order me to go pull this wooden table to the middle it was heavy but i got it there. he order her to lay on it hands over head legs over the side. As they strap her legs tight with leather straps and cuff her hands with leather straps lock. "Good stuff." I said. He pulled out a six pack from his fridge.I walked behind him to the 2nd floor of his house. His house was pretty big. There was still stuff in boxes s**ttered around the house. He opened his bedroom door. He had a big computer on one side of the room. There was some bean bags chair on the floor. I sat down to have another sip of my energy drink. He un-paused his game on his computer. I just sat there having another energy drink. He kept playing his role playing game. I can’t stand it any more. I’m fine. I’m safe. I love you, but I just can’t handle this right now. I’m going to go. I’ll call you later. Bye.”Seeing her niece tearing up, Christine offered her a tissue as the younger woman tossed her cellphone down on the couch. “What happened? The last I knew, everything was fine with your Mom and Dad.”“It’s my fault,” Lynne replied in a soft voice.“That’s ridiculous,” Christine responded, Lynne shook her head emphatically. “No, it is. They started. Abby sat close to Brad’s right side, their thighs pressing close. She held his right hand in her left, resting it where the hem of her short skirt met her bare legs. She gave a little tug on her top, pulling it lower to reveal more of her firm tits to his appreciative eyes.“I guess I’ll have to look up the local Oshawa paper tomorrow to see what they wrote about Derek and Pete in the game,” Abby said, sipping her hot drink.“Why’s that?” Brad asked.“I keep a scrapbook of the articles about my.