I sit in the hotel room, waiting. My breath is shallow, as I wait. The mixture of fear and excitement is heady, and I am feeling it all, so light-headed that I am almost dizzy with it. I look into the mirror as I sit on the bed, asking my reflection if I am just stupid, or incredibly insane. My reflection looks back at me, seemingly without interest. Suddenly I notice the eyes. I look into those eyes. Eyes that I do not recognize. Eyes full of lust, desire, need. They hold me in their gaze -- transfixed, deep pools. I sink into them, seeing into another heart, another soul, one darker than I have ever seen before. The darkness scares me, fuels me, excites me. The...

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