Then she pulled out some rope and said, "Tie me up."Dan relaxed and took the ropes from her. "I think that might be a good idea," he said. "In fact I'... sure you not only should be tied but you probably need to be punished for stopping like that."Lisa's breathing picked up a little. She lowered her head and said, "I'm sure I deserve it. Go ahead."Dan tied her wrists together in front of her and then used the end of the rope to tie them over her head to a nearby tree. He looked around and found a. ” “Hey back.” “You still coming tonight?” “You bet your ass I’m coming. I need the money.” I had no idea what this was about. Jake cleared that up quickly. “How close do you live?” I told him. “Okay. Another $50 if you walk over here in just those boxer-briefs.” This was getting weirder and more lucrative at the same time. I decided that more lucrative was worth however weird it got. “Fifty bucks it is. Anything else I can do to make more money?” I didn’t want to sound anxious, but if this was. "David, why are you in Susie's cot? Why are you wearingSusie's clothes?" she asked with a concerned look on her face. I looked down at myself, my body was back to normal, I was the same tallyouth as I was before I had changed minds with Susie, but she was right Iwas wearing Susie's dress, frilly knickers and even a nappy. Mother was lowering the cot side. "Get out of there young man, that is ababies cot, 16 year old boys do not sleep in cots," she said angrily."Now tell me why are you wearing. But Mom saw what I waswriting and told me in no uncertain terms that Ms. Harris would not beamused if she found out that I had copied something from a newspaper -even from the comics - something about "plagiarism" or something likethat. So then I started to write a story about how Wes Andrews had wet hispants on the roller coaster ride at his birthday party - and Mom didn'tlike that one either. So I just shoved the laptop over in front of her andtold her to write the stupid story herself, then..