It had been a long busy day. Time for me to go to bed but dreading it as usual. I'm really starting to hate sleeping alone, I long for a firm warm body to wrap myself around but my love life is non existant right now. As I'm finishing my bedtime ritual I'm thinking how I'm not going to be sleeping well tonight because I'm lonely and horny as hell. It's been about 2 months since my last encounter and I needed it badly. I crawl into bed and drift off to sleep.
I open my eyes and look at the clock, Damn it's only an hour since I went to sleep. Now I know it's going to be a long night. I close my eyes and try to go back to sleep. My eyes pop open again. Did I hear a noise down stairs? I keep listening but hear nothing more. I close my eyes again but I know there is no way I'm going to fall asleep unless I go check. I get out of bed and go to my door. I listen but hear nothing, so I slowly open the door and step out into the hallway.
I take two steps and stop. Around the corner from my stairs an obviously male figure appears. It's definitely not one of my kids. I turn to run into my room for the phone. Just as I step inside he grabs me from behind. I struggle, but he's much stronger than me. He throws me on the bed, pins my arms down straddles my legs and laughs. He has a ski mask on so I can't see his face only his eyes, wild with power. He tells me to do what I'm told and I won't get hurt. From the sound of his voice I could tell he was a teenager. I try to struggle again. He grabs me by the hair and pulls me into a sitting position. "Take your shirt off," he orders.