She was shaking violently, terror raking her. Wet tears rolled down her chubby cheeks profusely as she muffled her cry with a fist in her mouth. Where...was everybody? Where were mama and papa? Where were Eric and Finn? Shadows darkened the room. She huddled herself tighter, hiding her face between her bent knees. Suddenly, the closet’s doors opened and a man stood there. ‘There you are! Little kitten, you play well but now the game’s over.’ ‘NO! LET ME GO! LET ME GO!’ She struggled against the. My wife was dressed in an outfit I had not seen earlier today. She had recreated herself as a 1950’s goddess. I have always said I was born in the wrong decade. I love everything 1950s: the music, the cars, and the fashion. Now there in front of me, slowly walking down the stairs one at a time, was my wife in a poodle skirt, the same dark pantyhose, which I assumed were crotch-less, a fluorescent pink blouse with two buttons already undone to showcase her perfect cleavage, two pigtails and a. More

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