Lake Lover wrote:Maybe those things happen only in Auburn, Maine, eh JasonToddman?
Well, maybe not. I recall something similar that happened to me once. I already wrote a story about this once, but to receap:
One time a hispanic kid moved into the area where I lived down the road from me. I met him while visiting a couple of friends (brothers) who lived along the same road. An innocent remark i made was misunderstood as racist, caused him to fly off the handle and made him extremely mad at me; and immediately there was bad blood between us.
Buy my friends had a solution. They were a couple of my TUGs partners, so the younger one of them tied me up while i was at home. The older one did the same with the hispanic boy and brought him to my house along a backtrail between their house and mine; laying him down right beside me. And then the two of them reasoned with the two of us while we were both gagged and unable to talk back. Finally we realized the other wasn't so bad and finally we made up - well, after a little threat of torture induced us to try.
Eventually we got to know each other and had our own TUGs together (he apparently had an intense foot fetish too!) occasionally for the next two years.
This also happened in Maine. Not in Auburn though.
However, the incident I describe in my story
To Grandmother's house We Go did take place in Auburn Maine.
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