I just laid there for more than four hours till I heard a car pull in our parking lot. I thanked whatever entity and took a long breath, now I wasn’... responsible anymore. Seriously? What were my parents thinking? If there had been a robber, would a seventeen year old petite girl really be able to stop them? The door opened down stairs and big brother called out, “I’m home!” he sang. And I instantly knew he was drunk. “Mom, Dad?” he called out. He even went into their rooms and checked, I could. Joe reached into his pocket grasping the key to the cuffs. Holding her hands, Joe unlocked her wrists. Joe opened his door getting out of the car, walking to Robin's door opening it, extending his hand to hers. He asked, "Would you like to see your new home, pet?" "Yes, Master, I would like that very much," Robin answered smiling up to him. As Joe led Robin through his house, she could feel the anticipation build within her. If she wasn’t mistaken, she could see a spark in Joe’s eyes as well.. ..wow, but it has gotten so bad being of this present extenuating circumstances up under some, or such conditions of existence, no, i myself am not talking about the looting(well hopefully that is practically if not possibly like say, or how you say ancient history, hah-hah, not that there is anything funny about crowds of people, or persons breaking store windows, & then looting, BUT THEN NEVERTHELESS IT IS PRETTY FUNNY THAT THOSE BEING OF THE SAME ONES OF VIOLENT PROTESTERS MOONLIGHTING AS. Then in a rush of emotions they hugged and kissed. “you alright?” he asked, she grinned, then said she was, “tired but ok otherwise… but… how are you?” he managed a grin then said, “shocked I guess is about right, I thought he was going to kill you with that hand on the throat trick, were you ok with that?” her reply was that, she had asked him to do it, she could see in his eyes he was not going to do her real harm and that it ,“heightened that climax big time, though he didn’t do it again.