" he gestured at the Cheshire cat figurine, " can and does grant wishes" Looking slightly bashful for a second, the Old Man muttered " Of course the...e is a catch. It only grants wishes during a full moon, and then only one wish per person until the next full moon." Though Betsy listened to this with interest, she still wasn't surethat she believed it. Then looking hard at the Old Man, something told her that this wasn't a joke. Gulping nervously, she looked around the shop again then. She tersely said..." Oh do come in" I opened the door and almost tiptoed in feeling quite ashamed of myself...There she stood with her back to me in a teal long satin gown... In an almost demanding tone she told me to sit down, I did as I was told and placed her satin blouse and satin bras on the table. she turned around and faced me, " why were doing that with my clothes" dumbstruck I fumbled to find suitable words and stammered...I-I-I liked the feel of them, and started to apologize. " And you’re not afraid?" she asked."Naw, how bad can it be? I’m 22, a little old for a childish spanking." Oh, I think you might be surprised, Tim. One is too old for a spanking when it doesn’t hurt any longer."Tim looked at her small hands. "Yeah right. You people are so full of shit." Mrs. Walker frowned. "Now you have disrespected both of us. I will not tolerate vulgarity in my house." She looked at her husband. "Frank, I think I would like to take the second part if you don't mind." She. I am blindfolded and an arm holds me still, with the hand still over my mouth. I hear an engine roar, and my guess would be that the car is speeding along.I was wrong. That car that I thought had been looking for the right house had been looking for the right victim, or waiting for its victim to reach the right place. In this case the victim was me.I realize that I was just kidnapped.I feel a needle or something poke me in the arm, and I am washed into blackness.I wake up. I guess I am still in.