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d tell...
The "man" and I went home late, as usual, after work and all sorts of
daily maintenance drudgery things. He was teasing me (if you know
what I mean) and was getting me really wired...
We were walking to the car, and he suddenly pulled out a knife that he
has been carrying lately in his coat. It's a switchblade, and the
snap of the blade surprised the HECK out of me.... Startled me, and
gave me a nice dose of adrenalyn to boot. Then he said to me (in a
VERY commanding voice), "Do you see this?" And he came close to me
and grabbed my arm, just below my shoulder. His grip commanded me more
than his tone. "Yes" I said, wondering what he was up to, but
breathing quicker from the shock and the adrenalyn. "Keep walking!"
he said. He then clicked the blade back into the handle of the knife,
but pressed it up against my side, hard, yet not enough to hurt. Just
enough to remind me he was taking control of me.
We walked a few feet, toward my car, and he leaned over to my ear, and
in a strong, raspy, low voice, whispered to me, "Don't
scream, don't say a word, or I'll kill you. Do you understand?" I
knodded yes quickly, my mind racing with apprehension and excitement.
My breathing continued to race, as well, as I became lost in his
words and his actions, forgetting that th
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