It's time to play one of my favorite games with my dear friend Indica, the game in which she struggles and squirms for hair. Using my bare hands, pinching fingers, clips and metal forceps; I seal her nose and mouth shut testing the limits of her lung capacity. Indica has big hazel eyes that bulge and roll towards the back of her head as I tighten my grip around her mouth, changing between my own fingers and devious devices on her cute button nose. She becomes weak, drowsy and delirious as her oxygen intake is limited causing me to smile and laugh in sadistic glee.