Angela seemed unable to process how everythingwas unraveling so quickly. So much for coming clean tomorrow whensentiments had tempered.Robert winced a...d took his headphones out from around his neck. Now wasnot the time for secrets. Now was the time for damage control. "Theyfaked leaving. I knew the Spirit Guard would make sure I was alone. Ihadn't accounted for there being a ninja though."Angela spun around. "You knew about this?"Robert nodded as everyone but the Drake siblings walked closer to. She began removing items from the box. I knew what was in it; leather wrist and ankle cuffs, some light chains and pad locks, several gags, coils of rope and, assorted nipple clamps and vibrators. The girls were amazed at the amount of toys. “This is the first thing we need to use,” Jan said, pulling a long black scarf from the box. She walked over to me and wrapped it around my head, covering my eyes completely.I could only listen as they examined the contents of the box. “Look at this. She was offering herself to him without reservation wanting only to make him feel wanted again. He pulled his face from her and looked deep into those big green eyes. "Christy, honey, I do want you. I know it's wrong and that your mother trusted me to take care of you, but I can't help it. I want you," he said softly."Take me to bed Bill," she said. He swept her up into his arms and carried her to her bedroom. He lay her down on the bed and she moved to the center of it, waiting for him. She. She moved fast up, moved to the table, when she was brutally restrained, her throat choked, panting for air she fall back. Then she recognized it, a collar at her neck. With her hands, which were free, she could touch it, feel it, analyze it. A belt, leather, 1 inch wide, 1/8 " thick, formed around her neck, closed, not to open without some tools, wide enough to move conveniently in a limited area, but fastly closing, choking her, when she just tries to leave her allowed area. And the breakfast.