Twisted Seduction Page #4

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around the room last time,

they are by your favourite authors.

So if you get bored

you can always read.

Alright, babe.

Ciao. Gonna miss you.

No!

Good morning.

Help yourself to the food.

I'm coming back this evening.

And put the clothes

that I left on the chair.

Hi, honey, I'm home.

What's with the radio?

Salsa time.

I'm not dancing.

Again with the options:

sit in the dark all alone or

fun dancing time with David.

Let me wonder.

What's it gonna be?

What are you hiding?

Come on, let's just go salsa.

I don't even have shoes.

Is this all we do?

This is boring.

Why is this fun?

I don't understand.

Well, we've got

a few times to learn.

Okay, give me your hand.

Alright, just follow the steps.

You go forward

with your left foot first as I do

lift your right foot and

put them back together.

- Can I hold your hand?

- No.

- But we're gonna be holding it for the

- No.

- This is what salsa is about.

- No.

Forward, lift, then back,

back, forward, together.

Get your hips moving a bit,

alright?

We're trying to be sexy.

Loosen up.

Forward with your left,

lift, back together,

back with you right,

lift, together.

Six steps, altogether.

Right.

Hand?

Lift hand.

We can dance like this.

For now. But we're gonna get together.

Salsa is all about the connection.

Alright, not for now.

Come on.

- Come on.

- No.

Darkness or David.

Left foot.

Remember to move back

or I'll tread on your toes.

Stop being so closed.

Open up. Brilliant.

Let's try some music.

I need a drink.

You care to join me?

Just in case

you change your mind.

Cheers.

Do you mind

if I sit next to you?

Since when you ask permission?

You're gonna sit there anyway.

Well, that's true.

But you are a little bit

misguided about this whole hostage thing.

I'm not misguided at all.

You are the one keeping me here

against my will.

Or are you too far gone in madness

to realize that it is a criminal offense?

Good sh*t, huh?

- Knock, knock.

- I'm not playing.

- Knock, knock.

- Get lost.

Come on. You know you want to.

Knock, knock.

Who's there?

Boo.

Boo who?

Boo hoo. Somebody help,

I've been kidnapped.

You're such an idiot.

You know,

I haven't always been insane.

You mean to tell me

you were normal once?

I was ten years old,

sitting on the ground,

playing with those

little Mattel trucks.

You know,

minding my own business.

Then I heard

this loud barking noise.

Out of nowhere

this pit bull comes and charges me.

I was skinny and fragile

It easily knocked me to the ground

and then started chewing on my head.

I could feel its teeth

grinding into my skull.

I could hear the bones

being crushed.

I can still hear its teeth

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