"No, no," I insisted.
While I was otherwise occupied, she went to my car...and returned, carrying the pack of cigarettes that I had hidden in there, with only two remaining, and she showed it to me, while frowning at me.
Then she said, "Take off your clothes...and go to the garage."
I stripped, and walked out the back yard, into the garage as she followed, carrying the single tail.
She tied my hands together, and tossed the rope up over a beam, and pulled down the rope, so that my hands were high above my head....
And then....
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