She remembered the intruder, the kind intruder, or was that maybe a weird dream? ‘Thank you, thank you, thank you. Indian xxx Don’t be scared.’ He said putting his hands on her shoulder. ‘Don’t worry,’ he said. There was a mischievous smile on his face, a calm confidence as if he had total control of the situation. She wanted more and more and more of this. Anyway you’re wondering what I did in your basement, right? Her hips rocking to cheer him on, her breathing superficial and rapid. Peyton was simply frozen, she stood there with the blanket still wrapped around her shoulders, and the can of corn in her hand staring at the basement stares. ‘What do you mean not realistic.’ ‘You’re putting on a show.’ He said. Let’s give you a little reminder.’ He squirted just a little bit of the drug into her arm, but there wasn’t much needed. ‘What do you mean not realistic.’ ‘You’re putting on a show.’ He said. She sank into
