I sat behind my desk, took out my compact, and quickly added some light make-up, eyeliner, a touch of blush, a thin coat of lipstick. I ran a brush th...ough my longish hair, put away my things, and waited nervously.I didn't have long to wait.I heard the key in the lock at exactly 12.30pm.I'd had the extra key made for him just like he'd asked. He wanted to be able to have access to me whenever the mood struck.He stepped inside the office and locked the door behind him. He slipped the key into. Jasmine opens the back door and climbs in.Now Anna, sweetheart I need you to relax as best as you can, so that I may get you some release from your body. Jasmine instructs Anna to lay down feet facing her and to open her legs as wide as she can. Jasmine asks if I had any towels in the truck? Yes some in the bed of the truck, I get out nervously and head to the back open the bed if the truck and grab two large white towels. They were meant to go to one of my projects, missing a couple will. It's not my fault or even my birth mom's fault.It's not really anyone's fault. Accidents happen. We're all human. Buteven knowing that doesn't heal everything. It's like if you break a legvery badly. It heals, you can walk on it just fine, but that doesn'tunbreak it. Nothing can do that. Ever. Not even forgiveness.A few days ago I told Marcia that I stole her ATM card as well as a fewchecks from inside her purse. Of course, she knew this already. Still, Ifelt the need to come clean about it. I. I scratch my chin and look up, spotting the perfect beam above the bed. I grab a wooden chair, move it toward the bed and stand up on it. I then take the length of rope in my hand and toss it through the space between the beam and the ceiling, making the rope come back toward the bed. “What is that for?” Tina asks, but I don’t answer. I wrap the rope that is tied to the beam through the rope tied to her arms and legs. I then lean all my weight onto the rope, which acts as pulley system and.