:Submission Fantasy:
She sighs and looks disappointed. She walks away and comes back with your wet, muddy clothes.
"Put those on and get out of my house."
You get back int to your old clothes and leave this bizarre woman's house. You don't feel like she was any threat to you. Perhaps just lonely. You emerge back into the night and look at the other two houses, your remaining hopes for rescue.
"Put those on and get out of my house."
You get back int to your old clothes and leave this bizarre woman's house. You don't feel like she was any threat to you. Perhaps just lonely. You emerge back into the night and look at the other two houses, your remaining hopes for rescue.