| She turned on the lamp next to the bed and saw his stunned, lonely face. Once his eyes had adjusted to the light, he saw her lying on her side in a pink negligee, as if she were posing for a boudoir photo. He was just as taken by the room as he was by her. As she looked at the light dancing off his body and the cool feel of the silk sheets on her bare skin, she was overcome with anxiety. She pointed her finger at him and signalled him to come over. She had wanted this for a long time.
The man saw his cue and teasingly walked over to the bed. When she sat up and lunged for him, he grabbed her and spun her around, which caused her to passionately gasp. He took his hands and began to caress her body. She whimpered and moaned with his every touch.
She turned around so she was facing him and shook her finger at him. She seductively crawled towards the foot of the bed, where he was standing. He was starting to burn with desire. She closed her eyes and began to unhook his belt. She took her hands and unbuttoned his pants. She slid them down to the floor and then slid his underwear to his ankles. When she opened her eyes, she drew a blank face. She looked up at his face and tried to scream. Before she could make a sound, he put his hands on the side of her face, as if to force it to his crotch. The man stared into her eyes and reveled in her fear. He massaged her eyebrows with his thumbs and then snapped her neck. She began to shake, profusely . He pulled up his pants and slipped out the door, into the cover of night.