We had been apart for elementary and middle school, but now went to the same high school together and remained to be close friends.One Monday afternoo... at the end of April, I had just gotten home from school when the phone rang. It was Anne, and she wanted to know if my mom had a yoga mat. I told her that I didn’t know, and that she should call my mom. My mom apparently told her that she did have one. Mom then called me and told me she wouldn’t be coming home until 9:00 due to a last minute. I sat near him and moved over to him a bit. My husband let me discuss the "Rules" I had, and surprisingly I left a couple out that I had insisted on, but I was comfortable with him, he was as nervous as me I think. One of the things was kissing. My husband was ok with whatever I decided, although he had "VETO" power at any time. I put my hand on the back of his neck and gently began to rub my fingers through his hair, after about 3 minutes of talking my husband vanished from the conversation.. We thanked the jocks for coming over and offered to share some ice cream. They started to pull my clothes off. “Wait”, I said, “I don’t want this to get ripped. Please don’t hurt my clothes or my sister.”Matt said, “Take your damn clothes off because my dick don’t like skank panties.” (I guess he had no idea I almost never wore panties.)Bill, looking at Fran added, “You too, little pussy. Strip!”I screamed, “Don’t lay your filthy dicks on my sister.”The door slammed open and the cops hollered,. She'd lost the capacity to. "Please, let me go."Her turned his face of terror towards her again and put his hand on her leg. "I will."Relief shot through Tracey. "Thank you." Oh, don't thank me yet. The game hasn't started yet." I don't want to play." Oh come now, sure you do. Here, look at this."All of a sudden, Tracey was thirty years in to the future. A little girl she knew to be her granddaughter was screaming and throwing things across the room. A haggard looking April viciously yelled at.