Carrie stared at the ceiling above her impassively and wondered if laughing at someone who currently had her tied to a bed was a bad idea.<br />
            <br />
            &ldquo;Did you. . . practice for this?&rdquo; she asked. &ldquo;Like, at <br />
                all?<br />
                &rdquo;<br />
            <br />
            The girl at her feet made a muffled, indignant sort of sound. Carrie wasn&rsquo;t having the easiest time looking down right now, tied up as she was, but from the ponytail bobbing about down t