But she knew she would. He knew it too. It took her some time, but finally she took in a deep breath, then pulled herself up by her wrists and...kicked at the chair as hard as she could as a stifled cry of fear escaped her mouth. The chair fell away, and now she hung by her wrists, with nothing to stand on but air. Her arms ached with strain, and the pain in her shoulders was more than she. Anyway, the first encounter happened when I was just 7 or 8. I remember it clearly because Joline and I were playing "Doctor" under the cellar steps when my mother discovered us. Now a game of "I'll show you mine if you show me yours" is OK a little later in life, but there we were, examining each other's sex organs when Mom showed up. The event is burned into my memory (and across my ass) because it was the first time my father ever took his belt to me. It only happened 3 times as I was. I hate to ruin the surprise, but let's just say they will no longer need to worry about having clean clothes. Of course, they won't worry about much of anything when they next enter their room as they will cum to find the only thing on their minds is finding a hole to fuck. In fact, anyone entering that room this weekend will be "pleasantly" surprised by the little "gift" I left for them.Anyway, once I had "prepared" James and Bob's room, I headed down to the lobby in order to enjoy the con.. She was in the hall watching, probably trying to build up courage to come over to him. Freddy lay still and pretended to sleep."Freddy? Freddy, I know you're awake. You breathe differently when you're asleep. I just want you to know that I'm not angry with you any more for your behavior today. And I know I shouldn't have slapped you this morning. I'm sorry about that. Freddy? We can try and sleep together like we did last night. I won't make you turn your back to me either."Freddy wasn't.