Ch. 1
The wind was blowing in her face, the rain mixing with her tears. She didn't see the man walking toward her. She stood in the crowd on the sidewalk with the rain pouring down on her. Not aware of too much of anything. He offered her an umbrella. Numbly, she followed the man that was holding the umbrella. He seemed somehow familiar. Like in a dream. Walking with him but yet, not with him. Faces blurring her vision. Who was this? She thought she knew him. Maybe from work? Those eyes... those incredible eyes. Hypnotizing. Beckoning. Melting.
Shannon awoke with a start. That dream again. Why do I keep having that same dream? Not only is it a dream but it is like while I am in that dream I am dreaming. Her body was shaking, covered in sweat. Her tee shirt was wet and the ceiling fan was blowing on her making her shiver. She stood up to turn off the fan.
Ch. 2
Two blocks down, on the twentieth floor, a man stood in his apartment, at the window with a telescope. He spotted Shannon as she stretched for the ceiling fan chain.
He could see her clearly as she stretched, her nipples erect straining behind the cotton fabric that covered her.
He had been watching her for some time now.
He first noticed her at work a couple of months ago. She had glanced at him a few times while going to the mail room. Nodding to each other was the extent of it.
He saw her as she turned off the fan. He continued watching her. She pulled her tee shirt up and over her arms revealing her tits. She stood there in her panties. She was a sight to behold. Then he noticed her closet door open. A man came out and grabbed her from behind. She appeared to be frightened and then he saw her body go limp in his arms.
That is when he noticed that the man had a cloth in his hand.
He continued to watch.
The man still held her from behind. One arm was around her waist, his other hand moved smoothly up and down Shannon's front. The feel of her skin sent his body afire. He ran his hand over her panties. He then slid his hand into her panties, touching her there. She was unaware. He slid his fingers inside her wetness. Pressed inside her harder with his fingers. A bulge against her backside made him groan.
He picked her up and laid her on her bed.. He then got the rope out of his carry all that he had with him.
He fastened her wrist to the base of the frame. He took her other arm and fastened it to the poster of the bed.