Iquickly walked away from the mirror and decided I needed breakfast.I went to the kitchen and found some yoghurt and a banana; I'd wastedenough time s...owering and just wanted to get back to see Peter now. Iquickly ate and then left. I walked out to the road and then realised Ididn't have a way to get back, plus I didn't know exactly where I was. Ipulled up a taxi app on my phone that called a taxi to my location. Ifigured it'd be the quickest way.After only a few minutes the taxi came and I got. I had a duffel bag in the car truck with extra cloths and an old pair of running shoes in it. So I got out of the car and went to the truck to get my shoes, and by the time I returned to the driver’s side and got back into the car I was soaked. I looked down and my t-shirt was soaked, like in a wet t-shirt contest, you could make out my breasts and nipples through my shirt. I put on my shoes and since it wasn’t cold out, I decided to go for a little walk in the rain. Out I went, it. The tall, feathered mask that hid his features was his only raiment. Streaks of drying blood ran down his thin chest and drew streaks along his skinny thighs. I hesitated at the sight of the long black dagger in the priest's hand but was shoved toward the altar from behind. Unable to fight back, I was dragged on to the altar, strong hands pinning my wrists and ankles to the smooth, warm surface.I woke, a damp towel on my head. Struggling to sit up, I saw Andrea came into the room."Are you OK?. ‘Sure. When?’ I said. ‘Now. Open your front door,’ he chuckled. I rushed to my bedroom window and looked out. He was sitting in his car. He looked so incredibly hot. I rushed back to the phone. ‘It is alright,’ he said. ‘Just come and open the door for me.’ I said, ‘Just give me a few seconds to put something on.’ He laughed, ‘Oh, please don’t do that.’ I put down the phone and threw on my silk dressing gown. I ran downstairs and, as I got to the front door, I took a deep breath and opened it..