Since then there had been no sign of life, and she lay, her arms fixed by the leather cuffs behind her, her ankle chained to the bed frame, waiting, n...aked and tired, starving and thirsty, scared and hurting. Her whole world the wooden wall across the room from her, and her thoughts. Drifting in and out of sleep she dreamt of home and her family, of when she was young and free, of her pet dog and her friends, her mind trying to escape her reality.The reality of not knowing what was to happen to. He’d accept everything eventually. I looked at him sort of blankly, and said to him, “John was just showing me around the hotel.” Mason knew we’d fucked, though, and that bothered him. “I’ve been texting you for over an hour!” He was grimacing and waving his phone at me, as if that proved something. Poor guy, he needed someone to blow his little head of steam at. When he feels diminished, like when I go with another guy, he gets loud and argumentative. He saw a waitress just then and got up. When the girls help her, her magic makes no one else see, no witnesses. All sense of caution in the girls vanishes as prudent energies are eaten away by black magic. The crone lures the girls away from their daily life and into a life of sexual abuse and primordial lust and terror and sometimes, death. The latest capture is not of one, as the brother was mistaken, but two. Two exchange students. Barely out of school. One from America, another from Taiwan. Lured in similar fashion, together, to. " "Well, perhaps you should show me your bedroom, then," and I led her by the hand up the back stairs to my room. As soon as we were inside, I closed the door and Christina's arms came around me in an embrace as we kissed, really kissed, for the first time. Her tongue was like she was fucking me with it as her hands roamed my body up and down. She pulled away, turned and said, "The zipper's in the back, Noah," and I knew then that I was entering a new phase of my life…me, at seventeen, becoming.