I wake up to blackness. My eyes are open but I see nothing. I'm vertical, standing tall, but can't move. I feel something holding my wrists and ankles to the cold, hard wall. Where the hell

For years I had lived in the city dreaming of privacy. The busy streets and congested apartments never allowed one a feeling of seclusion. That was why I moved. That was why I bought this house. Sure,

I have had sex in a grave yard before but ,i was in my teen years and well, needless to say the guy was more than inexperience . IT was mostly just sex ,He was a virgin and was in need of a penis

The end of a semester is always a rough time for any college student, and I was no different. Money saved up over break had run out and we were all so busy getting ready for finals and finishing up