One Lonely Night

FOREWORD:

Haven't blogged in some time, thanks Ima! Anyways, I'm supposed to be putting in dirty stuff into this chapter, but a friend of mine (who has a cute ass, btw) gives me a feeling I should do it next time. Besides, I'm tired after all that cake I ate. *ehem* Let's get started....

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17th November, 1973
0100 Hours


As the moonlight shone upon Kristen, she started to move quickly and hastily. She was afraid that it might happen like that guy in a gimp suit said would happen. A gust of wind blew her hair and her papers away. She ran around like a headless chicken grabbing them back.

*snap*

Kristen looked up at the old, dumpy, tree above her. *gasp* It was him! After all of her attempts on running away from him, yet, she is still stalked by him! And she can see his hunger of lust within his eyes, just ready to pounce on her. Shocked, Kristen can't move a muscle and is therefore, a sitting duck...

The man tackled Kristen down and....

*to be continued*