We looked for places to go camping close to home so our parents would let us. Dad bought our Christmas trees here, so we knew the current owner's fath...r. He told Dad we could do what we liked, but no cooking. Our moms packed stuff, and we camped a couple times a year. I came up here alone a lot after Dad died. I was at THAT age, the moody, pimply-faced kid with a voice that wouldn't change. I hiked around with my thoughts and ended up here. It's been my special place ever since. I've never. “This hasn’t been used on you before either,” his gruff voice muttered. He came around behind her and put a metal brass ring in her mouth. It fitted along her upper and lower back teeth to keep her mouth open. He buckled the leather strap tight behind her neck and handed the turn key to Tanya.“As the night goes on, I’ll turn the screws on your gag to open your mouth wider,” Tanya smiled.“So Tanya tells me you said, anything goes?” he asked to make sure. Karen lowered her head nodding, yes. “Are. Five months later, not much else had changed, and we were on our way home after the funeral and burial of Tom's father. It had been something of an affair with most of the monied crowd of NYC in attendance. Tom said, "I wish that I could have felt more at the loss of my father, but I can't help feeling that he is much happier now that he is with my mother. Mostly, before she died, he was a happy man who was pleasant to be around, but we were never close. He was just one of those people who. I flung off my shoes and marched into the kitchen to put the kettle on.The kitchen window looked out onto our back garden which was nice and secluded,surrounded by a large hedge all around a real suntrap.I saw my boyfriend laying naked on his back on the lawn,I was just about to tap on the window and ask him if he wanted a cup of tea when from behind our little shed came my best friend Gemma, she was slim,short blonde bobbed hair,pert little breasts and shocking blue eyes, and now for the.