She was startled by a knock at her door. Her heart
fluttered as she saw Howie standing on the other side. "It's awfully
early Howie. Is there something you wanted?" She tried
desperately to sound calm.
"I was wondering if we could go through those
reports. I'd like to try to understand them."
"Could it wait until I actually start working? I'm
not exactly dressed yet."
"No. I'd like to do it now." He pushed
past her and came into her room, sinking calmly into the chair next to the
window. Sighing dramatically, she grabbed her robe and the reports, hoping
against hope that he was smart and would understand it quickly. She moved
her chair closer to him and started with page one.
Midway through the first report, she could tell he lost
interest. It was his hand on her thigh that gave him away.
"You'll want to remove your hand from my leg."
"Fine. I do believe, however, that you'll be asking
me to return it shortly."
"Funny, I thought I was, how did AJ put it, below your
standards. You have several beautiful women who would give themselves to
you no questions asked. Why the sudden interest in me?"
"You should be thanking me for my interest. It's
not like you're getting it from elsewhere. Now, could we go back to the
reports." She started in again, her fear growing. She
knew he could take her and there was nothing she could do to stop him. His
fingers brushed against hers as he followed along and she flinched at his
touch. Scooting his chair closer, he draped his arm across her shoulders,
his fingers skimming her breast. She swatted away his hand and jumped to
her feet.
"It would be best if you leave now." He stood
and walked slowly towards her. She did her best to stand her ground, but
as he came closer, she shrank back from him until she ran into the bed. He
laughed as she fell back on to it.
"Well, it looks like I've got you right where I want
you" he smirked. She prepared to fight. He would take what he
wanted from her, but she would make it hard for him. He started to bend
over her when she felt the presence near by. Howie stood without saying a
word and left the room. She locked the door behind him and propped a chair
under the handle. Crawling back into bed, she hid under the covers.
She was afraid for her safety. She was more afraid for her sanity.
She fell into a fitful sleep and the dream man returned.
She rushed into his arms and started sobbing. "Shhhh. He won't
try to hurt you ever again." He stroked her hair until she
calmed.
"A-a-am I crazy?" she hiccuped.
"Come on, let's get you back into bed." She
wasn't watching where she was going and ran into the corner of the
dresser. He caught her as she stumbled and swept her into his arms,
carrying her the rest of the way.
"I thought you were supposed to protect me."
She grimaced as she ran her hand over the knot on her thigh. He moved her
hand and she gasped as he kissed the forming bruise. Untying her robe, he
continued to kiss his way up her body. She could feel him laying on top of
her, but she still couldn't see his face. The robe was pushed from her
body, her nightshirt went over her head, her panties slid off her legs.
His warm skin was pressed against hers and she could feel him filling her.
She cried out at the sensation.
*beep beep beep* Her alarm went off and she sat up,
fully clothed. Tears streamed down her face as she realized that she was
once again alone. Throwing the covers back, she grabbed her robe and
headed for the shower. A glance in the mirror brought her to a halt.
"Oh god, I am crazy" she said as the rubbed the bruise on her
leg..........