"Annannas! Annannas!"My old safe word, rendered useless, by my own design.Crack! A new line of fire crossed the old fading one. I tried to struggle, t... get free of my bonds, to, at least, rub my ass. It was useless; he tied good knots.He also took his time, allowing the pain of each cut to peak, and recede, before the next strike. Tears joined my screams of agony to no avail. Sweat covered my skin and beads of the salty liquid burned my eyes when I shook my head in panic. My fists clutched at. ” “Oh your Jax,” she looked me up and down as she extended her hand to me. “I'm Amber's mom.” I grabbed her hand and shook it lightly, “Oh nice to meet you,” I said with a slight smile. We stood there silently giving small smiles, the time felt like it was moving very slow. I walked from around behind the counter and started for the door as I hear the restroom door open. “Mom! When did you get here?” Amber said with shock in her voice. “About two minutes ago.” “Oh did you meet Jax. He came to. From time to time, Josh would run his hand up and down my back, which felt so nice. It all seemed perfectly natural and innocent.After that night, Josh would sometimes put his arm around me and pull me close to him; even when I wasn't feeling sad. I thought this was ok and that there certainly was nothing abnormal about a son and mother being close like that. One night, as I lay with my head on Josh's chest, he leaned back onto the arm of the sofa which put us in a more reclined position. My. "Will that be a problem?" It will make things easier actually," the woman replied. "We can do a blood workup easier than we can with anything else. But some of these places want a test for every shoot. Some girls work so much they would have to give blood 20 times a month. Even a pin prick slide would create problems. Besides, some of them are a little leery about giving blood. They seem to think we'll test for other things but communicable diseases. This is a fully accredited medical facility,.