"Why? My mouth moves but I'm mute. Why do you want to do this to me?"And that favor I owe you?" she adds. "Forget it." Why?" I finally vocalize meekly..."Do it!" she says loudly.Jenny's head pops out of her room to check on the commotion. She's gotone sleeve of her golf shirt on. I can see her black slacks and I canonly bet that she's wearing her "daddyish" boots as well. She's going topress to play house, daddy and baby girl, and I'm going to look the partbecause of Emma. This sucks!I go to. He then withdrew a knife and held it towards me and demanded me to tell him the pin numbers to my credit cards, but when I told him they were frozen too, he became enraged and cut the top of my t-shirt and ripped it open and tore my t-shirt off, he then asked me again and I again told him the cards were useless, he then cut my vest open and ripped it off and told me that he would keep going until I told him the pin numbers. I noticed a large crowd of people gathered around as I lay on the. The merchant gnashed his teeth at such a high price, and really quailed when he found out that he had to supply my arms.He was somewhat mollified when I took the small wooden buckler and a mace as the arms that I would use. Those were the cheapest items that he had for sale, and I suppose that they were not grand enough for the average customer. Nevertheless, they were exactly what I needed for this sort of job considering the density of the crowd.I started work immediately, and Sally went to. In fairly short order we became good friends. We regularly talked and chat on WhatsApp. I offered advice and an ear when she shared her personal problem. We had been friends for more than six months exchanging nothing more than a casual hug.One evening while texting her comments and questions turned to sexual nature. I entered this conversation cautiously at first but was soon texting her leaving no room for confusion or doubt with what I wanted to do to her.As it was Saturday and off day I was.