Other times, of course, it made me worry, and I had been giving serious thought to ending the relationship.Other times, of course, it made me worry, and I had been giving serious thought to ending the relationship. I remembered what he had done a few months earlier. While I was sleeping, he had broken into my house, slipped upstairs, and quickly handcuffed me. As I struggled awake, he kissed me, announced a kidnaping, and slipped a hood over my head. He then led me downstairs, out the back door -- nude! -- into his car, and drove me to his house. He was courteous to drive around to his back door, too, something he doesn't usually do, and led me in. Of course, I didn't know where I was; he wouldn't tell me. He then fastened my hands high over my head to some sort of post, and tied my legs to either side of it. My toes could just barely touch the ground. Finally, he moved some sort of lever, and the whole thing tilted forward about 10 or 15 degrees. |