We sat on the couch watching tv, not really paying attention to what was on, but waiting for them to finish cleaning up the kitchen. When they were do...e, they picked up their clothes and tried to rush past us to go upstairs, but we all knew it wasn't gonna happen like that. “And just where do you two think you're going?” Rita asked. “Were done with the kitchen, so were going upstairs to relax,” Aunt Lisa said. “You can relax down here, sit down and watch tv with us.” “I'm guessing we don't have. ?Are you going to lead me downstairs blind or will you remove the blindfold???I think the scarf can stay in place,? I replied, pulling Amy to her feet.Holding one of Amy’s arms, I guided her downstairs to the workshop and over towards the basement cell. The gate was lying open so I led my handcuffed and blind friend inside and directed her to sit on the bunk:?Lie down my sweet,? I started the teasing game.As I held Amy tight, helping her onto her side to avoid damage to her pinned arms, she. This story is based on my diaries and memories from when I was 18.I was very happy to get into my first choice of university. I had to live away from home and my parents helped me find a student house. I shared the house with three other girls. Two of the girls lived close enough that they could go home at weekends but Sandra and I stayed the whole term.Within the first week, Sandra started dating Pete, a guy on her course, so I often had the house to myself at weekends. On the fourth Saturday,. " Honesty?" I snorted and I didn't understand that word at all. How could incest be honest? Our dad would kill us if he ever found out."Okay," she shrugged. "Trust maybe ... I can see how close you are and Steve would never hurt you. You're safe with him and I envy that. When I see you together, I feel like I can share that a little." I don't know," I sighed, not sure if I understood the woman or not, but she was right. I felt safe with Steve and I knew he loved me."I've never been close to.