Roxanne was waiting for what seemed an eternity. Her blindfold was comfortable but she was in the dark and time becomes very lazy in the dark. She heard something...no...oh how long would she have to wait? Her smooth satin gloves were snug on her arms and she could feel her blood pulsating through her veins. Her heart quickened. She was hungry for tonight's adventure. She crept the blades up her leg and above her inner thigh but she stopped. She knew what happened to bad girls. Why only last night... memories of last night possessed her and tonight promised to fill her more and empty her. She could hear the click of her lover's boots approaching and she began to quiver...