Their pink and white blossoms wereglistening like jewels in the late afternoon sunset. I was enjoying mytime alone when I felt rough hands grab me by my mouth. Another pair ofhands held a rag with some sweet smelling substance under my noise. Istarted to feel to dizzy as I lost consciousness.When I came to I was in a cage, naked as the day I was born. It waspitch dark except for a few dim torches on the rough, rock walls. I hadno idea where I was, what time it was or why I was here.A small group of muscular, young guys, obviously played some kind ofsports entered into the cavern where I was caged up in. They came up tomy cage, one was holding a few strips of pink ribbons. He told me turnaround with my back facing him and my arms behind my back. I quickly didwhat he said so that I could find out what was going on. He unlocked thecage door and quickly tied one of the ribbons around my wrists and tiedthem tightly. I realized there was no way for me to untie them withoutany. Just exactly when she knew he was the right one; the one for her, she couldn’t say. It had to have been that first night. He certainly stood out that first night at the tavern; he stood out in ways she couldn’t explain. She’d dated other men; most of whom she quickly found either as boring and stupid as to be unworthy of comment, or so self-consumed and hedonistic as to be just, just, well nauseating.She sat there on the old sofa and castigated herself. She was hardly someone to criticize others; she was just as self-absorbed, boring, and narcissistic as her disappointing friend Sandy, but at least, she prided herself on knowing it, as if being proud of one’s faults was a good thing.She looked down at the man asleep snuggling his nose through her silk panties into her vulva. What was it about Cal that turned her head? Right away that night at the tavern she knew she could read him like a book. He certainly was stupid, but not stupid in the ways most men she’d met were. Most men were.
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