.I understand the first stepis a doozy."A moment later, my whole world is transformed...into agony. As if I wason fire from the bottoms of my feet to...the hair on my head, nothing but aburning pain so intense it consumed my world. After a while it receded abit, then it surged back more painful than before. Wave after wave ofagony, while in the background I can still here Elle Driver whistlingthat creepy song.Eventually, an eternity later, the pain recedes and I feel myself fallingaway into a. "Dance for me," I say simply. "Dance for me."That alluring smile says it all. The merest nod of your head as I take one of two comfortable, over-sized looking chairs sitting beside a small table decorated only with a lamp across from the bed which has suddenly become invisible to my minds eye. You are center stage, and you are all I can now see.As you turn, like a magic act the first bare shoulder emerges from the simple flimsy sun-dress you are wearing. Already I find myself wanting to plant. Second I turn around and stand up quickly bringing the blade straight at it’s stomach when I feel a hand on my wrist blocking my stab. My hand is being pulled up away from the stomach and up to the chest of this freaking monster and now I’m struggling to get back but with one hand on my wrist and the other on my hand the blade is going into the ugly grey sweater. I try to pull back or drop my knife but I feel the pressure give and two inches of blade goes right in and now there is blood. “You. "No, I can't. There is something on my back, pressing me down. Perhaps you could wiggle out from underneath me?" "I'll try." Wendy struggled back and forth to move, but it was slow going. Her breasts brushed back and forth against Carl's chest, and she felt her nipples harden. She was in a life and death situation with her son, what was her body thinking!? She winced in pain a little as she tried to move her leg that was being crushed by Carl's. "Are you okay, mom?" "Yeah, could you move.