He talked about his dreams, hopes, and his childhood. I was able tooffer quite a bit of my childhood as the vague background I had onmyself matched m... real one with obvious differences, mostly gender-specific ones and where I exactly had grown up. Different enough to notbe "mine", same enough to be something I could easily remember and talkabout without having to make it up as I go along or worry aboutinconsistencies. Sunset gave way to night, and we eventually juststarted watching some. You lead me back across the basement to the one semifinished wall with a door. You try and open it. Having trouble I offer to try. you step aside but not much. I take the door knob and give a pull. The door sticks but gives with out much trouble. You are very near and I bump you with my arm as I step back to open it fully. I look at you and give a brief apology but see that you don't need one.I step in and its dark. I look for a light you step in close to me again to flip the switch on the wall. “Betty are you trying to tell me something?” ‘I don’t know’ “Right Betty lets have all your clothes off, get upstairs and kneel on the bed and wait for me” This was getting better than Chloe had imagined, she now knew that Betty would go along with her little plan and she knew that David would do exactly as he was told. Whilst Betty went upstairs Chloe went to the bathroom she took off her dress to reveal a black Basque with suspenders and black stockings she got out. One of them got behind me and clamped his open hand down over my mouth so my screams were just little muffled noises and the other guy stood in front of me and flashed a big shiny long bladed knife in my face as he growled; ?listen bitch if you don’t want to get carved up you will shut the fuck up and get your dirty fuck holes into the back of this van real quick?. I was so terrified at his words but more terrified by the shiny knife waving in my face so I reluctantly allowed them to push me.