I had expected at least some discussion on her plans for Tom’s Birthday but she wasn’t forthcoming on that or any other subject so I didn’t know...if we were still going ahead with it or not. I decided to keep quiet myself and I would leave it up to her to let me know. I hadn’t made any other plans for that date so I could easily be brought into the frame at short notice if I was still required. In readiness I had dug out my old hockey skirt and tried it on. When I first held the skirt in my. She was still planning to separate herself from my family. But I was okay with that. I could see in her eyes that she still loved me, in her own way. And she would still be around. Heck, maybe I could talk her into still coming with us to summer camp, and then I'd have a full month of distraction to try and change her mind.So I drove the Mustang at a cruise-controlled 80mph, passing the occasional Buick-driving walnut and getting passed quite frequently as well. I never knew a Tercel could hold. My girlfriend, wich i'll call "A", told her that she did not have that problem with me, and added that every time we had sex, she would have multiple orgasms... At this point, they had a beer or two taken, and the alcool was just kicking in. The talk went on, and the beersuntil M proposed we spiced up the game by playing something called Thruth-Strip Poker. Very basic, the winner of each round gets to ask a question to one of the others, wich he has to answer the thruth, or choose to strip a. My arms are no longer held in place behind my back, but I still don’t have the use of them. My legs are tired and shaky and my jaw is extremely uncomfortable from being held open so wide around that rubber ball it feels like my jaw is dislocated. This isn’t the weekend I was looking forward to having.But all of that pales next to the terror I feel as I contemplate my fate. I don’t know if I’m going to be alive tomorrow. I don’t know if I was going to be tortured or simply raped and killed. I.