. here I am. You have no idea how hard it was for me to make this call." Oh, I have an idea," Tim responded, laughing. "Guys go through this agony eve...y time we call a girl for the first time."Liz, I'll tell you what. If I can, I'll be happy to help you out and take you to the party. At this point, though, I'm still not convinced that Sandy's ok with it. I just haven't been able to wrap my head around it yet. Are you doing anything after work today?" No, I don't have anything planned." How. * Inject hot water into my vulva so they become swollen and red, take pictures of them while I'm in pain, post them on the internet with my cell phone number, and order me to answer it if anyone calls. * Take me to a party, pull down my pants, and order me to just stand there while people look at me. * Keep me locked in a box under his bed for a year, only taking me out to use as a nameless masturbation doll for his own selfish physical pleasure. * Make a rule that I never speak to or look at. ” He said.I had been Mr. Gibson’s assistant for over a year and it was an easy job. I was hired for my looks. I am OK with it because I had none of the qualifications the job required. Typing was about it, and luckily for me, that and going to get him lunch and occasionally dinner is all I did.I had no problem continuing to buy and wear very provocative outfits so that my job was secure. I got paid very well for what I was doing. Affording an apartment in NY City on an assistant’s. ‘Duh? God I’m so frigging stupid.’ I struggled to climb out of the rental car. With the car pitched at a 45-degree angle, the door was now so heavy and more difficult to open. Finally climbing out and nearly crushed by the slamming car door, I waved to him. Waving and waving at him while jumping up and down screaming, I desperately tried to flag him down. ‘Yoo-hoo! Hey! Over here! Help! Help me! Please, God, stop! Stop!’ Not wanting him to hit me, I stayed off the road. The visibility was so.