I drove like a mad woman down the streets. Adrenaline pulsating through my veins, I had to make it home before Vincent got there. What would I do? What would I say? Question after question coursed through my mind; I found myself astray. I was lost in thoughts of Riccardo’s hands, violent on in my mind and tender on my body. I wanted nothing more than to turn around and give myself to him. But thoughts like those were ludi...

On my drive home, the whole encounter kept playing through my mind. I still couldn’t completely grasp what had just happened. It was crazy of course, and I would never go through with it. If I was to show up at this address, I was just begging for peril to strike me. Upon reaching my apartment, I realized that I hadn’t even purchased my book, but I didn’t mind. I was fairly sure my weekly visits to the bookstore were over...

Now my whole life, I have wanted nothing more than to be accepted. From the moment I was brought into this life, I was bound for failure and disappointment. As many other young women, I had constantly found myself to be overwhelmingly lonesome. However, I was alone to the extent that I was almost dysfunctional. With a low self-esteem and major trust issues, it was always difficult finding my way into relationships. Howeve...