The Nixon Family- Anna Learns to Drive

Postby AlexUSA » Mon Nov 25, 2013 12:02 am

Anna was 16, so it was inevitable that the parents would soon have to deal with their two greatest nightmares: teaching the girl to drive and making sure she doesn't get a masher boyfriend. Fortunately, neither would be bad for us with her, but there was TUGs in the air today. Something about it...

Maybe it was because James was struggling on the couch as Anna and I went out on that fateful day. *record scratches*

Just to note, this is about 3 weeks since our previous adventure.

I was going to have her drive to one of the larger churches in the area and have her practice pulling into parking spaces. Afterwards, I had to go to the store and get the next week's groceries. It was pretty hot that day, so she was wearing knickerbocker-length shorts (does that mean they're knickerbockers?) and a t-shirt, as was I. Unlike my dad, I warned her that the car will move at a slow pace on its own if you let off the brake pedal, and in about two minutes we were gone. Thank God for one thing: I wouldn't have white knuckles after this. So while we were away, the rest of the kids decided to kill each other, it seems; at least that's what Mom and John said afterwards...

Now James had lost out on an agreement with Paul the day before. Paul was certain he was than James at something, but what I don't know. Anyhow, it turned into a tied-up-if-you-lose challenge, and lose James did. So Paul put into a generic, escapable hogtie and left him there to escape, which he did in about 30 minutes, but it was enough time for Kate to do her deed... besides, he stayed downstairs and helped his mother with stuff, I think.

There's something about learning to drive. It's the feeling of new powers... the feeling when you operate a remote on your own, make supper on your own, or finally solve that massive partial differential equation on your own. Sorry, mathematician lost. What I found more amazing was how much she seemed to already know. She was quite good at it really: a natural talent. She pulled into the spots without a lot of accuracy, but she clearly understood what was wrong. Anna also seemed to be quite careful with the brake pedal. Within half an hour of pulling parking spaces and other maneuvers, it was all over, and she was leading me toward the grocery store...

Kate felt like tying someone up. She was in gangster mode on this day with a purple blouse, brown skirt, and brown bandana kerchief, and she had rope, tape, socks, and bandanas in the bag in her hand. She was looking for a victim, and she had her mother's permission. She poked her head in the twins room, where Sara was wearing jeans (on this hot day?!) and a white t-shirt/blouse. Rachel had on a pink skirt, purple blouse, and pink bandana headband. Kate decided two was too hard to take down at once even though they were her target and went upstairs. Paul and John were in their room talking sports. No chance there either. James was already tied up, leaving Eric to be her accomplice. Thus Kate's elaborate scheme started.

Kate knocked on Eric's door with her head poked in; the bag was hidden around the corner. He looked up at her. "Hi, sis; watcha doing?"
"Oh, nothing... just looking for a sibling to do something with."
"What do you want to do?"
"Tie up Sara and/or Rachel."
"Why do you want me?"
"You're the fish for sharks to feed upon."
"That doesn't fun; sharks eat fish."
"Do you want to help or no?"
"What if I do say yes?"
"If I succeed, I will let you go and play with K'nex with you. If not, you and I will probably be bound and gagged by them."
"I don't know... what would I do?"
"I'd have your arms tied behind your back. You will say you got away while I was tying you up (and we will without you lying) and that you need help. If one of them comes out, I will grab her, tie her up, and let you go. Then the other will be easy for us to take down together. If they both come out, you wait to get untied, grab that person, and I will grab the other."
"What if we get caught instead?"
"Then I will still play with you."
"Maybe... OK! Let me clean up so that the cats (I didn't mention cats before) don't get anything."
"That's good enough for me!" Kate said as she watched the mess disappear.
"OK."
"Ready?"
"Yes," Eric said as Kate tied his arms behind his back.

Together, they went down the stairs, much to the surprise of their mother, who wondered what Kate was planning since she had only partially tied Eric. He poked his head into the bedroom, and told the story perfectly. Much to Kate's pleasure, only Sara said she was coming.

"Thanks Sara," Eric said, leading Sara out of Rachel's sight.
"You're welcome... how did you escape?" Sara responded inquisitively, as she untied his wrists.
"It was...," Eric started gesturing with his hands.
"Easy because I deliberately let him go!" Kate said as she wrapped her left hand over Sara's mouth, shoving a sock in doing so, and her right hand over Sara's torso.
"Mmmmmppph!" silently emanated from the victim as they walked up the stairs and went into Eric's room.
"Eric, quick! Tie her legs together!" Kate said.

Eric quickly complied as he secured Sara's legs at the ankles, below the knees, and above the knees with about four layers of duct tape each (since she was wearing jeans). As he did this Kate used a tan bandana to cleave gag Sara. They rolled Sara over and tied her hands behind her back. They then tied her elbows and used the slack rope from her ankles to rope her ankles to her elbows, hogtying her. Finally, they put four strips of duct tape over their sister's cleave gag. Eric and James had a bunk bed, so they ran ropes into the bed framing so that she couldn't fall off the bed. Kate left Eric to guard Sara and make sure she stayed safe while she went to grab the bigger prize.

"Dry goods first" I said as I walked toward aisle one with Anna pushing the cart behind me. I stopped at the canned tomato products, and Anna rammed me in the ankles.
"Hey, if you drive that, you'll die young."
"Sorry."

Kate stuck her head in the door and looked at Rachel. Rachel had her back to Kate and couldn't see her slowly sneaking up from behind until the hands came over her mouth and torso. She tried to thrash out, but it was no good.

"Listen, we're just playing a game, OK? If you don't want to, I will let you go. No sceaming," Kate said as she took her hands slightly off Rachel's mouth.
"OK," Rachel replied.
"All right then..." Kate said as she shoved a sock in her sister's mouth.
"Who agreed to a gammph?!" Rachel protested as the sock went in, and then Kate gagged her with an orange bandana.

Kate quickly used a piece of rope to tie Rachel's hands behind her back, and she used a long enough piece to have a lead. Kate made Rachel walk up to Eric's room. Once there, Kate and Eric tied her ankles, below the knees, and above the knees with more rope, although Kate had to do that part (for girl reasons... there were certain restrictions in this regard).

"Let's put her at the foot of the bed," Kate said.
"Why?" Eric inquired.
"You'll see."

Kate then untied Rachel's hands and started securing her right hand to the bed framing since the post and the footboard made a t-intersection and thus made a secure tying point. Eric then saw and imitated with the left hand. They then secured her torso to the footboard with another piece of rope. Kate took out two white bandanas and used them to blindfold her sisters.

"You wanted to play with me?" Kate asked Eric as she put the excess back into the bag.
"Yes!" he responded eagerly, and with that they sat down to play while regularly checking the victims safety.

While this went on, Anna and I continued shopping. She was wanted for mass destruction in aisles 1-5, and she wasn't wanted in any other parts of the store, or so it seemed. OK, aisles 2-4 were my fault. My shirt sleeve snagged one temporary shelf... I took the wrong item off a a display even though it looked safe (it was one of the ones on the TOP! too bad it was hollow inside...). We headed to produce, where we bruised half of the peaches and oranges... it was such a beautiful work of art.

John and Paul walked by Eric's room and saw their siblings immobilized.

"Dude, did you see that?" Paul asked.
"What was it?"
"Looks like a sting went down under our noses."
"So what... they're girls!"
"Look, man, it's not fair, y'know?" Paul said nudging John.
"I get it... we can't let them have all the fun. I'm sure their captors must want some as well," John said, adding, "Come, sir!"

The two would-be-captors walked back to their room to grab the necessary equipment. When they arrived in the doorway, Eric and Kate faced them.

"Can we help you?" Kate asked.
"Yes, who caused this catastrophic carnage?" John asked loftily.
"I did..." she replied, her eyes narrowing.
"Did you have help?" Paul asked.
"Yes. Eric helped. Why?" she responded with a deepening tone.
"Because we don't think it's fair for Rachel and Sara to have all the fun," John responded.
"Blame me, not Eric, but you wouldn't dare!"
"Oh, wouldn't we? Wouldn't we, John?"
"We would... we would. It's too bad it had to be you though. You fight, but you're no match for the two of us."
"Ugh! You win... here I am!"
"Now that's what we like: cooperation!" Paul said.

Paul and John tied her wrist, lower arms, and upper arms with rope, and lashed them at her waist, her lower chest, and upper chest, respectively, immobilizing her there. They then roped her thighs, knees, and ankles.

"What do plan to do?" Kate asked.
"Nothing special," Paul replied curtly.
"Just get it over with Paul."

John took out a gray bandana, folded it into a band, and blindfolded her. He shoved a sock in her mouth and gagged her with a green bandana and wrapped much tape over her mouth and around her head to quiet her. Finally, they ran a rope from her ankles to her upper arms to hogtie her.

*mmphs of glee from Rachel and Sara, who seemed to have invented a communication system so they can talk while gagged*

"There, now try to escape from that!" Paul said, which Kate responded to with some squirming and grunting.
"Now what?" John asked.
"We wait. Eric?" Paul looked at his brother, who had put away the K'nex imagining the worst.
"Yes? No!" he responded his eyes looking away.
"Don't worry; we won't tie you up, kiddo," Paul responded, "Come on, let's play! You can go, John; I'll take over from here."

Paul sat down, and got details on Sara, Rachel, and how long they had been bound for timekeeping reasons.

Anna and I finally sat down in the vehicle after we got the groceries in the car. I was half-expecting SWAT to arrive.

"Let's go home."
"Let's!" Anna said with exhaustion.
"I'll drive safe. I promise!" I said as I peeled off. As we pulled in the driveway, Paul saw us and started a new plot.
"Eric, stay here. John, James!" Paul shouted, "Let's help with the food."

We walked in the door to a hero's welcome. Mom, Paul, John, and James all wanted details about Anna's first driving experience. It turned into more of a tale of how the grocery store burned to pieces. Bruised fruit, ruined displays, crushed cans, broken glass bottles... it was a trip all right.

"Anna, since you learned to drive today, we your siblings decided to give you a surprise... Eric wanted to be the one to give it to you though," Paul said.
"No," Anna replied.
"No?!"
"I don't trust you. Where's Kate? Where's Rachel? Where's Sara?! No, evil is planned."
"Darn it. Even if you fell for it, would you have been a willing victim?"
"Maybe... let's have a look anyway."

When Anna walked in, Rachel and Sara were 15 minutes from release (the two hour rule was firm unless the captive gave permission otherwise, both more time and less time).

"I see what you did there! Boys tie the girls!"
"No, Kate did that to them," John said.
"Riiiiight! Like I'd believe that!"
"She really did; I helped her!" Eric interjected.
"All right, go to town! I am only gagged lightly, until Kate is released. No blindfolds either!"
"Ok!" John responded.

They tied Anna just like Kate and Sara were tied, except instead of a hogtie they ran ropes from the front of her chest to her knees, so that her legs were bent and she could sit up easily when propped. They just used a camouflage bandana to cleave gag her.

"There, look at the four of them all together!" Paul noted triumphantly.

In ten more minutes, Sara and Rachel were untied. Eric only undid their hands, and in Sara's case the ropes running through the bed frame. They untied themselves the rest of the way and put the ropes and blindfolds back in the bag wrapped/folded neatly as things in all the kids' bags usually were. They knew their cleave gags had to be washed. They apparently learned something as they were able to get some of the tape back on the roll. Sara went down to the bathroom and came back with her former white blindfold as a headband.

Anna spit out her gag, and said, "Paul, tie Kate like me and remove her gag!"

Paul undid the hogtie, sat Kate up, and put the brown kerchief, which fell out from the squirming, back on Kate's head as it was before. They ungagged her and tied her knees to her chest just like Anna.

"OK, so let me tell you all about it!" Anna said to her sisters and youngest brother. All of them enjoyed the colorful stories of the day, although an immobilized story teller was an unusual concept to them. Thus ended another TUG in our family's ordinary, but slightly unusual, life.
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