A dark street, in the still dead of night,
And shit happens… she did dread it might…
Was that footsteps she heard?
No… stop being absurd!
But what if…? And she screamed, fled in fright!
Tag: fear
On tenterhooks
Her excitement is mingled with fear;
Bound, helpless, nude, still quite unclear
What will he now do?
Or if not he, then who?
She grows wetter. She sheds a lone tear.