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ng closer to me, reaching
out a hand to help me stand. The shock of his cold touch made me grasp his
hand longer than I had intended, and I slowly released it to rub my hands
together for warmth. He continued, "And then I heard the voices leave, saying
something about having left someone in here as a trick. I thought I should
come look." He gestured at a house nearby. "I live right over there. Your
friends parked in front of my house."
"Friends?" I laughed, somewhat hysterically. "You must be joking."
He shrugged, the motion fluid and strangely erotic. I found myself
watching him move, entranced by his eyes. He looked back at me, and again moved
closer, placing an arm about my shoulders. This time I didn't try to draw back
for his arm felt right where it was, and I didn't wish to discourage him.
"Perhaps you would like to clean up?" he asked softly. "I could lend
you some clothes while yours wash..." His voice trailed off and his eyes,
silvery blue, stared into mine. I felt as if I were captured and sinking
slowly into the depths of his soul.
I nodded, and he began to lead me out of the hellish darkness to the
street, which although not well-lit seemed like the brightest of heavens to me
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