"I like.. 'servitu' she said. She held her wrists together to illustrate what she meant.BondageI smiled"Really?" she blushed and nodded animatedly"Mak...s me very .. HOT" she saidI went and spoke quietly to Richard, telling him our Francesca wanted to be tied up.He started to look around for the means. I went back to Francesca"Would this mean we can do what we want with you ?" I asked grinningShe shrugged "I could not...stop you" she grinned wickedly"... either of us?" Again she shruggedRichard. "April looked at her for a long moment. "I forgive you, Mona. I've forgiven Tommy. However, it will take a long, long time for him to rebuild my trust " She nodded at them and went on toward her class.As we went by, Tommy said, "Good morning, Mister and Missus Sanderson. Hello, May." We all nodded but went on. We were stopped to talk to friends. In the corner of my eye, I saw Mona and Tommy standing together looking a bit forlorn. His eyes were a bit teary. They gave each other a hug and went. I can almost taste her. I can almost taste my sweet girl...She's so fucking hotttttt.....I love my little goth girl..." she giggled, thinking about how different her daughter was from her. Candy had more of a classic, although slutty mom look. Voluptuous, long wavy hair, motherly, but slutty. Megan was a little more slim, but still stacked. In high school she started dying her hair, smoking, getting piercings, tattoos. Candy had joked with her often, calling her "goth girl". "Baby...if. The tears were still streaking down my face. "Ali, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have let him touch you." I saw the look on his face, guilt, concern. "I'm such a bitch" I whispered. I pulled myself up to sit on the edge of the bed."No! It's not your fault" Daves voice, unaccostamed to comforting crying girls, was strained. I could feel his anger. He sat beside me.I shook my head. "It is my fault. I started this" I couldn't even look at him. He slid his hand under mine, lying palm upwards.