He seemed to realize i needed to see him to understand him..<br/><br/>He kept on switching me with that cane, The Devil or not I was going to break it over his damned ass! Oh no! See! no wonder I was in Hell! I was swearing like a sailor! I blushed. I would have to try and remain calm. I sat like he instructed - calmly.<br/><br/><strong>"There are plugs in your ears, I'm going to remove them."</strong><br/><br/>Why would anyone put plugs in my ears? I couldn't understand, they didn't work. I shrugged at him.. I know it sounds like I was calm.. but it baffled me.. The Devil had me trussed up on a cold metal table, I was naked, on fire, my breasts were leaking, I was worried they were going to burst, he kept switching me.. and he stopped to ask if it was ok to take out ear plugs? I was baffled.<br/><br/><strong>"CANYOUHEARME"</strong><br/><br/>I opened my mouth and<strong><em>S C R E A M E D</em></strong>! I<em>heard </em>myself screaming.. I closed my eyes tight and kept on screaming.. I was not going to ever stop...