When Martin spontaneously brings me into the Playroom, I go in having fun and being flirtatious, then end up coming out broken. It's always something specific that brings me there. Tonight, it began when Martin tied my ponytail to the top of the rack so hard that it instantly made me cry. I was so upset but I got over it. I still had to concentrate on NOT letting it phase me though - and it was HARD lol.