Hi all. It’s Myra again with another story.
A few days after my ordeal in the attic I was hanging out in the kitchen with my cousin talking about our plans for the day. Her mom had already left for the office and we were deciding whether or not to go hang out at the mall. About the time we decided we should we heard Shelly yelling to us from the back yard. ‘ Liz help! Come quick!’ What the--- Liz shouted and ran toward the kitchen door as I followed right behind. As we stepped outside Shelly could be seen struggling with a young girl. It wasn’t much of a struggle really as Shelly had the girl in a half nelson. In spite of her kicking around she wasn’t going anywhere. ‘What’s going on here?’ Liz demanded. I caught this kid trying to break into your garden shed shelly said. The girl was oriental, Chinese I later learned. With short black hair and brown eyes. She was dressed in denim shorts, a sleeveless T-shirt and orange crocks she appeared to be around our age. ‘Who are you and what are you doing on my property?’ Liz demanded. ‘fxxx off Bixxh now let me go’. The girl had quite a mouth on her. Liz went over and got right in her face. ‘This is my house and I will ask the questions!’ Shelly bring her! She ordered and headed toward the back gate.
A tall fence surrounded the back yard with a gate in the back. The now famous garden shed lay just outside the gate to the right. Beyond that was a rather large garden landscaped with rows of vegetables and flowering plants. A few nicely pruned trees and a woodpile completed the landscape. Liz and Shelly now each had one are of the strange girl as the led her across the garden to a tree. ‘Myra come here and hold her for me’ Liz asked. Without thinking I stepped and took hold of the girls arm. By this time she had stopped struggling. She just stood there between up silently. Liz went back to the garden shed and returned a minute later with a duffel bag similar in size to the one in her closet.
‘I keep extra gear stashed out here for times like these’. She said as she pulled out a length of rope form the bag. Liz come around in front of us and with Shelly’s help quickly and securely tied the girl’s hands in front of her. Shelly held her still while Liz pulled a coil of rope from the bag and tossed it up and over a branch of the tree. She tied off one end to the girls bound wrists and began to tug on the loose end. A moment later the girl was strung up tiptoe as Liz tied off the rope behind her.
OK Now that I have your attention lets start with an easy question, YOUR NAME’. Liz was right in her face. I don’t got a name ‘ she said.’ Now let me go’. Liz continued ‘ What are you doing here and what’s in the shed that you want?’ No answer. Then Shelly spoke. ‘ Look kid I am sorry I was a little rough with you back there but you are trespassing and we do have a right to know. So why don’t you just tell us what we want to know and we won’t have to torture you!’ The girl didn’t respond but you could see she was shaken by her words. I then pulled Liz aside and spoke to her quietly. ‘ Look are you sure about this? We don’t know who this kid is, I mean we could get in trouble’. Relax I know what I am doing, she said. Besides she is on private property.
Liz and Shelly went to work pulling off the girl’s shoes and sox’s. Liz pulled the girl up even more ass Shelly placed two softball size rocks under her feet. With the rocks in place Liz lowered the girl just until she was balancing herself on the rocks. The rocks seemed to fit perfectly under each foot, centered squarely under the arch so that her toes wrapped around them naturally. If she was not already experiencing extreme discomfort she soon would be.
Look, Liz said. You situation is only going to get worse so why don’t you at least tell me your name?
The girl just stood there in helpless silence. How long would she be able to keep quiet? How far would Liz and Shelly go to make her talk? And why was I finding all this so exciting?
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