She sat back down on the sofa and began reading. Maybe, if she tried, she could improve herself and her life. The phone rang again, disturbing Ann’s...reading. She hadn’t been enjoying the book very much, anyhow. The author made it sounded so easy to change your life. She knew that wasn’t true. Changing your life involved taking risks, and one thing she knew only too well was that when things didn’t work out, you wound up more miserable than you were in the first place. She picked up the phone. Officer Ray freed Christi from her restraints and removed the red hot penis gag and double dildo. The torture mouse let out a little "whee" and crumpled like a rag doll into the chair. When she regained her composure she spied Michael sprawled next to the bed and a look of disappointment swept across her pretty-but-sweaty face. "Does this mean he won't be skewering my breasts tonight?" I'm afraid not, Christi mouse." Ray comforted, "but if you come down to the County Home, I'm sure the boys. All I wanted to do was be alone and not to share him with anyone but me that night. He asked me if I was ready to leave and I couldn’t get out of the bar fast enough. Melody asked if I needed her to call me but I knew I wouldn’t need her. We walked back to the car. He said ‘I have a special place I would like to take you.’ I responded, ‘Lets go.’ He wouldn’t tell me where he was taking me but I knew it had to be good. No man keeps that quiet for that long of a drive. I somehow knew I was going. I knew I had to calm her down. I was the only man at home. In fact, I was the only other person at home. I could hear her phone ring, but she was in no mood to answer. I had to do something.I was still a very young boy, very pampered, and had never had to do something of this sort. I was just not ready to handle a situation like this. I took a deep breath. I walked towards her, hoping I can help her relax, and convince her to believe everything will be fine.I was now only a couple of feet away.