You wake up tied up in the corner as I walk in with My plate of food. I burp loudly and smile. The last thing you remember is that I invited you over for dinner... "I wouldn't try to move. I have you tied in such a way that the more you struggle the tighter it gets." I pick up my plate. "Oh this... this is your friend I'm eating," I playfully tell you as I begin to devour my giant plate of food. I pick at the meat and lick and suck my fingers and continue burping loudly. I just love inviting people over for meals... Eventually I'm done... and it's your turn.