You spy on me through the window, as I pose in front of the mirror and flex my muscles. I flex my biceps, triceps, back muscles, and do the victory pose. My body is strong and you envy me for it. I don't notice when you sneak into my apartment, sneak up on me from behind and jump on me. You grab me and cover my mouth with your hand. I mumble in fear and try to break away. At least to get my nostrils free so I can breathe. The next thing I am aware of is waking up on the couch, legs taped with gray duct tape, and hands taped behind my back. Then I become aware of who my attacker is. You... Show more