Track team?Oh shit. I remember him.Jack was the track and field star my Freshman year. He was my main competition in the sports section of the school ...aper… Buzzed brown hair, almost always wearing a black ski hat, light green eyes, tall, fit agile… and really weird acting. Don't think we'd ever actually exchanged a word in person, but I had noticed at sporting events (which I never missed, being the sports junkie I am) I'd catch him in the stands or bleachers eyeing me, almost staring. Not. Why was the bed so hard?Her eyes fluttered open. She realized she was looking up at the dim lights in the private room she'd taken Tatiana's slave to. She felt warm and tingly all over. Her mind was still fogged.Am I still drunk? Why is it so hard to think? Why am I looking up? I'm not supposed to be on the table.She caught her breath.I'm on the table. Oh god no... Memories came flooding back from the night before. She gasped as she remembered stumbling backwards, trying to focus and get out of. You may notice an issue with formatting, this is because the story is actually being done in Twine, and I will likely have to format it again in the future. For this reason, I apologize.That being said, I am mostly writing as I go. I have a VERY loose concept, which just has major plot points. This is because I don't quite know how to transfer mental illustrations from mind to words. So if something needs clarified, please tell me.This story is also VERY lore and text heavy. I feel the lore is. "Yeah?" I said, my fear rising."MY GOD! I've been SO worried about you!"I looked over at Nikki and motioned for her to stay quiet."I'm fine Jenna. Just very busy." You have to stay in contact with me. I need to know you are ok." I'm fine. I think you are overreacting." I love you though," said Jenna. "I need you to come home to me." Jenna, I'm very busy right now. I will come home when I'm done here." Don't you love me?" asked Jenna.I didn't say anything. Something in the back of my mind told.