The release mechanism on her arm had been activated, and she knew she could now release herself from the chair. But there was something wrong. The pai... was still there, and there was a burning sensation deep inside her.It took her over half an hour to release herself, the gag having deflated when the machine stopped, so she could lift the mask out of the way, and enable herself to stand. She knew, even then that the chair had to go, but she also knew something else was wrong. The dildo was no. "It seems I always knew that I needed this something extra for myself. When I was little, my sisters dressed me up when we would play and I new I liked it. I soon figured out I liked boys too, and not in the usual way. To avoid problems, I tried to act macho; I even went out for wrestling at my all boys' high school, but for the wrong reasons. I loved wearing the tight spandex outfit, and as a plus, other boys would be rubbing their bodies all over mine. No wonder I lost most of my matches. All. I would be happy to explain that to the deacon if he wanted.I spent Saturday night doing research. I switched between lights for my trike and water and sewer systems for a self contained habitat. I was pretty sure I could use a recreational vehicle waste system as well as their water system. It would put me back to a funky hot water system again, but it was doable with some creative plumbing by Juan.Then I found a bike headlight which I could attach to the head of the front fork on my trike. It. He closed his eyes and continued to think about thesituation. Why did he pass out two nights in a row and why was itdriving him insane. He drifted into an easy sleep, gently snoringagainst the crackling of the fire."Where the bloody hell were you all day?" said the voice of Ron.Harry jumped. An electric sensation jolting in the very pit of hisstomach as he did so. He was startled by Ron?s sudden appearance, hiseye caught by the clock atop the mantle. It was six o?clock already andhe only closed.