The Unknown

She checked into the hotel and texted him the room number.

As instructed she showered, went to the bed and put on her blindfold.

She knelt on the bed, knees spread wide and waited.

She heard the door open, her heart thumped as she controlled the urge to jump up.

She felt big hands reach for her arms and pull them back.

In minutes she was attached, spread, vulnerable to the unknown.

It was not him, she knew his touch, this was a stranger.

She was scared, she was soaked and throbbing.


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