I have some thoughts. About why you think you look like you say you do. And that may be wrong, that is, incorrect, and it may also be wrong to tell yo... what I think. Of course, since I've said that, the fat's already in the fire." Yeah, now I can go home and tell myself you don't like the way I look, and confirm my worst fears." She smiled at me. "Then I can say you're a snotty bitch and the hell with you." You going to do that?" No. Tell me. Tell me what you think. If I don't like it, I'll say. I scream to no avail with her thong and the ball gage in my mouth not a sound came out. Mistress Debbie then reached over and and pulled on the string, putting both nipples in extreme pain. Again she left the room she seemed to be enjoying putting me into extreme pain waiting for it to subside a bit then starting again. Not sure how much time had past, my arms and legs were numb from being tied in the same position for so long, pain in my nipples was getting better think they were numb also. One time he asked for candy, his pop said no. He knew there had to be a reason. "I want to be a girl too then." You can't. You're a boy. Boys marry girls that they like," Ukyo said quickly. It wouldn't do for Ranma to be a girl. She couldn't marry him then. It was just that she couldn't beat Ranma in a fight, so she had to resort to other ways, like claiming girls were better than boys.Ranma scrunched his face up in thought. He had no idea what 'marry' meant, but it seemed to be important to. I reached hometown with full of tears, shocking to see my Dad’s final appearance. My father and driver were passed away by met the accident middle of journey to Airport. Mother got Injuries on her hand and legs.All the formalities have been completed and doctors told me that get surgery of my mother both knees operated asap otherwise she would go permanent handicapped.All my relatives forced me to go for the surgery, so i took my mother to US for surgery. Doctors in US did operation and provide.