Коллекционер
Chapter 2
Thenacarpassed.Sothereisaroadwhichisusedinfrontofthehouse.Assoonasweheardtheenginehisgriptightened.Iprayedthecarwouldstop,butitslightsjustsweptpastbehindthehouse.
LuckilyI’dthoughtitoutbefore.IfIevertrytoescape,andfail,he’llneverletmeoutagain.SoImustnotjumpatthefirstchance.AndIknew,outthere,thathewouldhavekilledmeratherthanletmegetaway.IfI’dtriedtorunforit.Icouldn’thave,anyway,heheldmyarmlikeavice.)
Butitwasterrible.Knowingotherpeopleweresonear.Andknewnothing.
HeaskedmeifIwantedtogoroundagain.ButIshookmyhead.Iwastoofrightened.
BackdownhereItoldhimthatIhadtogetthesexbusinessclearedup.
Itoldhimthatifhesuddenlywantedtorapeme,Iwouldn’tresist,Iwouldlethimdowhatheliked,butthatIwouldneverspeaktohimagain.IsaidIknewhewouldbeashamedofhimself,too.Miserablecreature,helookedashamedenoughasitwas.Itwas"onlyamoment’sweakness."Imadehimshakehands,butIbethebreathedasighofreliefwhenhegotoutsideagain.
Noonewouldbelievethissituation.Hekeepsmeabsolutelyprisoner.ButineverythingelseIammistress.Irealizethatheencouragesit,it’sameansofkeepingmefrombeingasdiscontentedasIshouldbe.
ThesamethinghappenedwhenIwaslameduckingDonaldlastspring.Ibegantofeelhewasmine,thatIknewallabouthim.AndIhateditwhenhewentofftoItalylikethat,withouttellingme.
