There was a man holding each arm, and there was a driver, so there were at least three kidnappers. Escape was impossible. Stairs, a door, and she wa... in a building. She guessed it was one of the fifty or so fishing shacks along the river bank. If she screamed, no one would hear. ?Why are you doing this to me?? she asked. ?Because we can. You are a trailer trash cunt, and a cunt is a terrible thing to waste.? As her arms were held tightly, another man began to unbutton her dress,. Besides, any resulting improvement in her body would undoubtedly benefit her self-esteem. Will had been correct, she immediately noticed a difference in her weight and body tone. She soon noticed she felt better mentally and physically. So much so, that she’d become virtually addicted to working out—it was beyond a habit, it had become a need. She’d worked it into her schedule every day of the week, either just after work or, on her three days off, first thing in the morning, instead of work.. ’ Lily whispered as she started to get up off the floor.‘What was that.’ Asked Bob angrily as he stepped toward her with his fist raised.‘Nothing.’ Cried Lily falling back to the floor.‘What did you say?’ He asked again still with his fist raised.‘Nothing, nothing.’ Lily cried, genuinely terrified of the man.‘I thought so.’ He said as he lowered his fist, returned to Lily’s Mum and headed into the bedroom. ‘Ha, did you see her, she was terrified, think she pissed herself.’‘About time she was. That meant over 2500 people, and Irealized that every set of eyes was on me.I heard the voice of the stage announcer start her description of mydress, and I started to move. I picked up a face to focus on half wayback in the audience and kept my eyes centered there without staring. Iwalked to the center of the stage and then made my way to the frontright edge. I paused here for a second or two and then turned walkingcarefully along the curve of the stage placing each foot carefully tokeep my.