Com knightwriter9: what’s that? angel_urdestiny: i know it will be accepted cuz ur writing is soooo good angel_urdestiny: www.comazine.com knightwr...ter9: thanks but sometimes i’m not so confident in myself angel_urdestiny: one of mine is there/ its a online goth magazine knightwriter9: cool i’ll definitely go there angel_urdestiny: hey urs is better than mine and they post mine lol knightwriter9: the poems i’ve read of urs r good angel_urdestiny: there ok but i just started writing not to long. Looking down, she could see she was tied, big plastic zip ties digging cruelly into her wrists and ankles. She still wore the tee shirt she’d put on last night after her and Angie had made up from their latest fight. But it was pulled up, almost to her waist, leaving the bottom half of her open and vulnerable. Her eyes flashed around the room, desperate to see if she recognized anything that would tell her where she was, or maybe a friend who would suddenly yell out ‘Surprise!’ and then release. On his well defined muscles. His thin yet strong arms. His wide chest. His six-pack. The light hair on his chest, his tummy, his legs.There was only one thing blocking my view.His underwear.I could feel a tell-tale wetness in my crotch.My nipples got hard.My breath heavy.I even forgot the thunderstorm outside.I don’t know why I did what I was doing next.Lars and me had drunken a few couple of beers this night, so we had been really drunk. Maybe I still was tipsy, and therefore not thinking. “Samantha you are breaking my heart I need no I plead you to tell me if you are okay just shake your head something. Everything is going to be okay I promise you.” I took off her helmet wipe away her tears, kiss her forehead, and hug her. She put her head on my shoulder and she tried to speak but could not. I understood her and what she wanted to say to me. “It’s okay Sam I understand you don’t have to say anything.” I kissed her forehead once more and but her helmet on. “Aaron… I still feel.