"(I am putting an end to the series 'Sexual Encounters' and will now make an attempt at a purely fictional story based on my very real fantasy. Please let me know what you think.)
I have always been a very heavy sleeper, often sleeping through my alarm clock on full blast even. That could by why I never heard him coming.
It was a hot summer night and I was sweating in my t-shirt and shorts,so I decided for bed I would simply sleep naked. Climbing between my cool white sheets I nestled down and found myself quickly asleep.
Somewhere in the night I was wakened for what I could only now describe as a 'feeling'. It wasn't often that I would wake from my sleep before morning, but tonight, something was wrong.
I lay there in the dark, breathing softly, listening for whatever it was that might have rape videos taped. My ears strained as I fought to hear something, anything, in the still night air. Nothing.
It was terribly quiet. Too quite even. It was as if the World had been put on hold, and I was the only one awake. All I heard was the sound of my breath and my heart beating wildly in my chest. I was frightened.
Now, it wasn't unlike me to become afraid of absolutely nothing at all, but I had the unreasonable feeling that something was not right inside my small, urban apartment. I looked about silently, placing each dark shadow with the name of a familiar object.
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As my eyes swung past the partially closed bathroom door that was connected to my bedroom, I saw it. There was a tiny red glow coming from within the bathroom. Like the cherry of a cigarette. I stared wide eyed at it, blinky rapidly trying to will it to go away.
I watched as the red dot moved toward my sink and then it was gone and there was nothing there but the dark. I couldn't take my eyes from the blackness that was rape videos in the my bathroom, even though I wanted desperately to run.
Someone was here with me. I lived alone, and for safety reason the only other person who had a key to my apartment was my mother. Surely she would not have come to my home in them iddle of the night to smoke in my bathroom. There was a stranger in my house.
I closed my eyes slightly, so I would look like I was still asleep while still being able to see through the slits of my eyelashes, and simply waited. Maybe whoever had broken in was here to rob me and if I pretended to sleep they would take what they wanted and leave. Rape videos