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I had to get away from the bedroom. The desire to take her there, spread-eagled and helpless on the bed, was strong. I need to be stronger. Here in the kitchen with the door closed between us I’ve a chance to refocus. I’m not here to rape her, rape’s not part of my plan. Things are going exactly as I hoped they would. No more screaming, no more crying and she didn’t protest when I retied her to the bed.

So far, my plan’s working perfectly. Dover was a blip, not an error. True, I did force myself into her flat, but I couldn’t possibly have known it would turn out like that. With Georgina the whole operation’s more ingenious. It’s subtle, elegant and it’s going smoothly, just as I knew it would.