“Oof,” O’Haggarty grunted.“You don’t like hard takedowns? You told me they're standard procedure.”“They are, but it’s different on the...receiving end.”“Aha. ‘Different on the receiving end.’ That sounds like the beginning of victim empathy to me. This treatment is working. As a further sign of contrition, I expect you to cooperate with the rest of your chastisement.“There are plenty of restraints on this bench, but your victims were all kept like you, handcuffed. You’re going to learn to. Xxx" Early on Sunday evenings normally I would be sat at home watching thefootball having a beer or two, wondered what Jessica would be doing inher bedroom, I used to try and imagine every move she would be doing.Ironic I was to find out, I undressed, dressing gown and now myfavourite comfy floppy slippers on, I sat at the dressing table mirrorlooking at my self and seeing Jessica with a young sweet face lookingback at me. Slowly and carefully I took of the makeup. Jane was right as to what she. I hope you like it, its really one of the only things I know how to cook.” Daddy and Aaron sat down and began to eat. They both kept looking from me to each other. You could see the worry in their eyes, but I just could not bring myself to tell them the news. I was scared about how they were going to react. “Okay,” my brother said sternly as he pushed his plate away and leaned back in his chair. “What is going on Moira? You are acting strange, I know you. Something is up.” I tried to speak, I. I spent more time on her thighs and started moving upwards.She was moaning a bit due to the pressure as her pain was relieved. Her shorts, however, were a hindrance. I could not go beyond half of her thighs. So I moved upwards towards her lower back. She asked me if I can some more time on her thighs. I told her that her shorts won’t allow me to massage and if she can wear something else.She got up and started removing her shorts. She had worn a brief styled panty and hence she was okay to.