Series: Samantha#2The past three days had been a blur. After packing everything she owned into a sma

Series: Samantha#2The past three days had been a blur. After packing everything she owned into a small bag, Sam had said goodbye to her friends and arrived at the airport where that familiar chill had washed over her.The flight had sucked, bad weather, bad people. Curling up in her seat she had tried to make herself as small as possible and shut out the world. Maybe it was for the best, despite the fear of arriving she was desperate for the flight to end.Arrival. More lines, more shitty people. Now that Sam was here, that familiar chill had turned to outright terror. Shaking as she collected her bag, Sam made her way outside. Slipping on a pair of earbuds she tried to calm herself as she stepped into the taxi line.Reaching the front, Sam managed a small smile as she handed the attendant a note. Reading it over for a moment he whistled sharply, gesturing at a car. Folding the paper, he held it out for her as his eyes began to crawl over her body. Sam quickly grabbed the paper from his hand and looked at the ground. He had seemed ready to bend her over the fence and fuck here in front of everyone.After what felt like an eternity the car pulled up and the driver took her bag. Sam slipped into the back, trying to get comfortable on the hard plastic “leather”. As the driver slumped into his seat with a thud she again held out the note that would decide her fate.The sky was darkening quickly as the car raced down the freeway. Sam pulled her hood down, trying her best to hide in the shadows with her music. It seemed like every time she glanced up to look out the window she saw the driver’s eyes silently watching her in the mirror.Then it was over. Sam stood next to her bag in the cool air, her breath visible with every shallow breath. Staring up at the house, it fell quickly back into shadows as the taxi pulled away.Sam pulled the warm hood from her head, letting the earbuds fall away as her eyes adjusted to the light. Closing her eyes for a moment she steeled herself and began to walk up the path. As she climbed the stairs to the porch each step creaked, as if urging her to turn back.Now or never. Sam raised her hand to the knocker on the door and let it fall with a heavy thud. A shadow moved past the window and she jumped a bit at the loud clack made as the door was unlocked. Sam strained to see in the dim light as the door opened but quickly found his eyes. Suddenly feeling like she was on fire she glaned back at the ground.His hand reached out, requiring Sam to make the next move. Reaching for it she felt that chill again as he suddenly closed his hand firmly on her wrist. Panicking for a moment she gasped. Her sound hung in the silence as he held her wrist in place, waiting for her to commit.Sam stepped forward into the dim room, his hand guiding her. Leaving her bag on the porch he closed the heavy door with a thud. Jumping again as the lock made its familiar clack Sam opened her mouth. “Hello Sir.” -- source link

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