“Good morning,” I say in a monotone as I get up to make coffee, feigning casualness. He walks up to me and kisses me on the cheek. He seems animat...ed and has a blissful expression on his face. “You’re looking particularly fetching today,” he says, eyeing my sensible floral dress and strappy sandals. “Want some coffee?” I ask, ignoring his flirtatious tone. “Sure.” As I pour coffee on two mugs, he puts his arms around my waist and presses his lips to the crown of my head. His breathing is steady. Seconds later,the door opened and there was this tall,slim man in grey track-pants and a white vest and bare-footed.Now even at that tender age I always got this tingling in my little belly whenever a handsome man was in front of me.Even my own daddy would make me all tingly and fluttery inside."Hey up,what we got 'ere,then?"The tall man was grinning down at me which really made the butterflies flutter in my belly."Er,uhm,er,my mam says to give you this and to say we live at number 46 if you. But I did. He'd fed me five pieces, there's been two calls, and the movie was paused three times. I counted them all.I heard him move then. I smelled him close. "You want some water, pet?" "Yes, sir. Please." And then he walked off. I wanted to take the blindfold away. I dug my nails into my palms instead. Do not screw this up anymore! I heard the vessel clang. My eyebrows pinched at the sound. He could not possibly..."There, drink." His hand went around my nape and he pushed me down. He'd got. The voice was definitely female, but the question was one I would expect only from Whisper.I let my eyes adjust to the dimness and watched as she continued to draw near. Thanks to Doctor Holzer, I could tell she wasn't lying to me about the warning. Still it was a shock to see a woman rather than a man. I was expecting some small wiry guy with glasses and a bad haircut. Instead, a young woman stood before me. She had shoulder length white-blonde hair, a fair complexion and startlingly light.