I borrowed this from one of the WW forums.
"I sat on the stony floor, waiting for her to come. It seemed colder this morning, icy, unforgiving. My insides still ached from yesterday's torture session. I hoped she would not come. I prayed she would not come. The clock in the hallway ticked steadily. I waited for her to come. She always did.
My trepidation grew and I began to sweat just slightly. And then I heard it. The creaking of the bed springs in the next room. 'THUD, THUD' The foot steps on the floor draging and thundering at the same time. The door creaked and my stomach wretched. There she was.
She grimaced at me, squinted her eyes in an evil way and scratched her immense bottom. 'What's it gonna be this morning?' she slurred at me.
I willed it to be good news. Wished I could give her what she wanted. But I could not tell a lie. A downfall that had given me many hours of abuse. I watched as she striped naked and used the toilet. Then, like lightning she was standing in front of me. I held my breath as one monstrous foot planted itself squarley on my left side. I felt the pressure of her weight shift on to me. This was it, the moment of truth....this moment would define the rest of my day. Either I would be left in peace or I would be tormented and abused to no end....and the verdict was...."
The ending is up to you!
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I lost 2.2 lbs this week for a grand total of 20.6 lbs lost so far.
another weigh in
