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There was a time when I shot with Jim often. It was always fun, always a challenge. I rarely knew what was going to happen. It was better that way. I'm ballgaged at the start, led into the room, tied up more. So its strappado time it seems. Fine...well, oh no now he is tying my chest down to my knees and hhmmm hoisting my arms up. Then he kicks out the thing I'm sitting on. Yikes. My legs are shakey and my body can't make sense of the position or ease into it. Jim wins. JJ is fucked.