<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg384743#msg384743">Quote from: Cherri Tart on 08-07-2007, 23:59:56</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She almost screamed, resucing herself at the last minute, keeping her cool... this was unreal, some sort of nightmare.  Grabbing for a can of paint, she took it by the handle and threw it as hard as she could at the back of her assailant' s head. <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The can bounced of his head, a big dent in it as it rolled down the floor. He turned around and looked at her, anger in his eyes for the first time. He leaned down and slammed her head against the floor, not very hard but hard enough to stun her for awhile. He then dragged her to one of the walls and leaned down, grabbing the cuffs from her belt.