We spread out the blanket on the floor, lifted her onto it, then gently began rolling her into it. We wanted her mother calm and the princess to stay...asleep. I opened the bag and began laying out the leather straps next to the roll. One last turn and she was on the straps. One started at her feet, the other by her head. When we were done, the roll was secured by black leather straps about every foot down her body from ankles to shoulders. We picked her up and carried her out to the van. .?" He said and looked around. "What was that for?" "For being a dirty drow. You want to have sex with her." she said sitting on his shoulder. He looked at her. "Who wouldn't?" he asked. "It's a thing that me and my friends do. What would you do if you were in my position?" "I don't know." she then flew off of his shoulder and turned her self into a normal sized human next to him in the tree. He jumped a little but caught himself in the tree. "Fuck me sideways." He said and quickly looked to. My sister’s k**s were out front playing. I went inside. My mom was on her phone gabbing. I went into the bedroom I shared with my younger brother, Davante.Yeah, there’s a lot of us staying in the three bedroom, two bath small house - six people in total. But oh well. My mom cooks and I only gotta kick in like a hundo a month.“Sup, D,” I said.“Hey, man,” he acknowledged me as he rolled a blunt.“Let get summa dat!”“Bet, nigga!”“You work tomorrow?”“Naw! I’m off.”“You doin’ anything.”“I was. ?The crowd was muttering. Howard could hear unmollified anger in their tone. He looked at the woman in the cage. She heard the same anger and was already hanging her head in defeat.Jeff spoke again. ?Catherine faces one of three possible fates. You will go into the back room and vote by dropping your badge into one of three slots. If you think that the artist must suffer for her art, you will slip your badge into the slot marked with the image of the whip. If you think that the artist is no.