What was she? Every man's sex toy? They seemed to think so. And now her best friend. She never thought that he would want sex from her. Not in a million years. She was thinking this over as she laid back in her bathtub.
She and Domenic had been to dinner earlier that night for their monthly meeting. Things were going as they always did. Until he drove her home. They pulled up in front of her house and she started to get out.
" Sandy, wait" Domenic laid a restraining hand on her arm. She turned to look at him.
" What's up, Nic?" She noticed the serious look on his face. But he didnt speak. He just grabbed her and started kissing her, his hands moving down to her breasts. She started to struggle and he let her go.
"Damn, Nic, I thought you were different. What the fuck? I thought we were friends!" she screamed at him. She noticed he had this look on his face, a look of anger, and something else.
"Maybe I dont want to be your friend, Sandy. Ive wanted to fuck you for months. Dont tell me you didnt notice?" Without answering she got out of the car and went into her house She decided to take a bath and she was in there for awhile, thinking over the night when her lights flickered out. Still angry over what had happened, being scared never entered her mind. Stepping out of the tub, she slowly made her way downstairs, naked and dripping wet.There was just enough moonlight for her to see. Just as she reached the bottom step, a hand reaches out and grabs her around her neck, making it impossible for her to breathe.
"Be a good little whore, and you might live through this." An angry voice whispered to her.