Maybe we meet for coffee. You act like you're interested in me, as a person. You laugh at my bad jokes, you listen to my prattling, you ask all the right questions. The date ends, and we go separate ways on the sidewalk. Or, so I think. You stalk me like the predator you are.
Back at my hotel, I'm searching my purse for my hotel key, so I don't notice you walking toward me. As soon as the digital lock beeps to open, you push your way into the room behind me. You laugh at the shock and fear on my face. You take out a knife and tell me if I scream, you'll gut me like a fish. You get closer, putting the knife to my throat while telling me exactly what's about to happen. You take off my clothes slowly, and guide me to the bed, giving me the false sense that perhaps you'll be gentle.
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