At my local gym, it felt as though no matter when I went, Amber Skye was always there. At first, it was just a coincidence, but soon it began to feel a little too deliberate, almost as if she was watching me. It irked me to no end. One day, with bravado surging, I approached her, “Amber, if you truly are the epitome of fitness and agility, prove it.” Challenged, she agreed. Inside the quiet of the ladies' bathroom, I tightly taped her hands behind her back and her ankles, ensuring she was helpless and secured yet bound. Then, I blindfolded her. Her confident posture in her snug sports bra a... Show more