She should have known it was too good to be true. He was very handsome, a smooth-talker who invited her back to his place. At least she thought it was his place.
It wasn't long before he had told her about some adult games. Involving handcuffs, ankle cuffs. And ducttape. A little frightening at first, but - again - Mr. Smooth Talker had convinced her.
Which is when she realized that he had left her this way. Her purse - her valuables - were probably gone. And it looked like he wasn't come back. Seeing the telephone on the wall, she wondered if she could get to it; at least she'd tr... Show more