Maybe Bendy Straws Would Work Too
Lauren's arms were a little uncomfortable stuck above her head and her legs wouldn't come together. Cotton filled her mouth. 'Did I drink last night?' she thought. 'No, I'm on assignment.' Her eyelids felt glued together. It really was cloth in her mouth. She shook her head a bit as she pulled her eyes open and tried to spit whatever it was out. A painted nymph stared back at her instead of the trees she expected. She shut her eyes again and shook some more. The picture of the nymph...