Amanda was silent.When they pulled up to a block of flats she looked at them in disbelief, half of them where boarded up and rubbish littered the stri... of grass along the front.?It isn’t forever? he said as he opened the door. He took her to the ground floor flat, the paint was coming off the door and the lock jammed slightly as he tried to turn the key.The room was twelve feet by twelve feet. There was a tiny kitchen also, with a door either side, one to a small bedroom and another to the. A few weeks ago we even introduced handcuffs into our realm.So last week on Monday she brought a straight back chair from the kitchen into the bedroom and when I asked what that was for, she just smiled and said, “Friday night.” No matter what I asked from then on the answer was always the same. “You will just have to wait and see!”So of course my mind is playing through all kinds of possibilities and by 4:30 my mind is racing! I have thought up all kinds of different things in my mind and. .." She stepped in. Her ears reconized some sort of whimpering. She cautiously, step by step, made her way along the corridor. She was afraid of what she might see... How bad could it be? Nataly had happen to see her friend tied up. Olivia was helplessly moaning, while being mercilessly objectified. Her hands were immobilized over her head. She was unable to bring her legs together, even, cause in between there was some kind of a rod, a stick horizontally placed. And those ropes... They. “I’ll walk Charity if you like, Dad!” she offered sweetly.“I don’t think you want to watch what she is going to do outside in the yard,” Dad chuckled.“It isn’t any different than walking a dog. Do we have poop bags, or does she just dig a hole and bury it like a cat?” Lindsay shrugged. She was fully dressed, seemed eager to help him.“Last night, I made her dig a hole near the rose bush,” Dad admitted with a look of embarrassment on his face. He never expected he’d be explaining Charity’s.