My husband Jim Hunter claims he can tie me up with 18 inches of twine and I won't be able to escape. I laugh when I see that small little piece of twine and tell me I always say I can't escape just to flatter his manly ego. Jim begins by tying me thumbs tightly together then pushing me down to the floor to remove my Vans sneakers and socks. I know how much he hates when I wear sneakers and I'm wondering what he's up to. The next thing he does is bind my two big toes together. The twine is super tight and he adds what he calls the "coup de gras" - a piece of twine attaching my feet to my han... Show more