I held his hand and pulled him by saying”dont afraid, no one is here”. He smiled and followed me into my house,i asked him to seat in sofa and I w...ent to fridge and took one pepsi and give it to him. He was sipping it with his face kind of freak. I looked at him,he maybe 25 or 26 years,clean saved with thick and dark mustache,i wondered,why this guy having large mustache as he is always afraid. He finished and smiled at me.I asked him to follow me and I went upstairs towards my room and he. He merely turns me toward the wall and presses me roughly against it. Still immobilized, the kick with one of my feet was of no effect either.He spreads my legs and with one of his hands he keeps me pressed to the wall. I feel something slide around my wrists with a click. Cuffs. Now the fear comes. First attempt to scream ends in a soft squeak. Just when I open my mouth to scream in earnest my mouth is filled with a gag, just before the sound comes.With my hands cuffed and a gag in my mouth,. “Pilots don’t do that Viking. We are just inspecting your machine and decide if we repair or scrap it and now since you are here we can debrief you as well.”I relaxed a bit and said.” Sorry about returning the fighter that way, Sir.”He looked surprised.” I am glad you returned it at all.”“I am not in some sort of trouble sir, for returning your craft this way?”“I trouble? Oh no Viking. It is not every day a fighter pilot makes ace, especially not on his first mission and now we have four new. I feel a warm sensation, a pulsing throb in my very womanly parts, and realize that my demons are not quite gone. Quickly banishing other intrusive thoughts from my mind I listen for sounds of mom or dad up in the house. I hold my breath for several seconds, finally exhaling when I realize I'm alone. What a peaceful place this is, with the birds chirping animatedly outside and the promise of a beautiful day to come. Mom owned a little nursery in town where she got to play with plants all day.