A night out at a dungeon with your friends? Of course you accept. Eagerly getting ready, anticipating some drinks. Good vibes. Good music but you never could have anticipated the tall woman from across the room actually approaching you. She'd been eyeing you since you'd arrived and you were curious to say the least. You'd never experienced a woman before and this could possibly be your chance. The night you let go completely.

Her first pick up line is terrible but her toothy smile and bright eyes draw you in none the less. You flirt for a while, flashing your award winning grin a few times. Not thinking anything will come of this.

An offer to join her in the hosts room turns your night out exploring into a night exploring yourself.

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Your favorite time of the year has arrived. The summer retreat into the Green Mountain range. A few days off hiking, camping and best of all, seeing your doula.

Intimacy always being a soft spot, you sought her out to relieve some of the pressure. The need to perform. Past trauma. All of it faded away when you entered her small cabin.

The day finally comes as you pack your bags and hike your way up to the peak. Birds chirp and flutter by in the background. A gentle stream flows downhill alongside you. The sun beams through the canopy and you breath in the cold, morning air. Just happy to be.

Your doulas cabin comes into view and you feel your stomach jump and flip. The excitement already coiling around your spine. You reach her steps and make your way through the beaded doorway.

There she is. Tall, wild haired and even more ethereal than the last time you'd laid eyes on her. She welcomes you in and you sit anxiously..

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A night out after a long, hard mission? Sounds like a good time doesn't it? You and your compatriots decide to hit up the closest casino after gathering the intel you needed. Happy with your progress and ready to let loose. Some drinks, a few games of poker, the slots and you're feeling good. A little too good. The drinks you've had seem to be hitting harder than usual and you leave the crew early. Ready to tuck into bed and start fresh tomorrow. Celebrations are nice but you don't want to get sloppy in front of any of your coworkers.

The stairs leading up to the 2nd floor seem more deserted than usual and although you should be on guard. Those drinks keep sinking into your consciousness further. Your vision blurs, you start to sweat, and your hearing fades in and out. Just a few more steps and you'll be to your room, you tell yourself. Your sense scream that something is awry but you ignore them. Knowing the Agency has this place covered head to toe. Not covered well enough apparently.

A delicate pair of hands slips up behind you and pushes you to the ground. Zip tieing your hands and dragging you the rest of the way to your room...

You've made a grave mistake and now your only choice is to keep your mouth shut..no matter what happens.

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