Never Trust A Stranger
NEVER TRUST A STRANGER (Part 1)It was going all too well. I was recovering from a broken relationship and after several weeks of moping in my flat decided it was time to get out and rebuild my social life. I hit the clubs and was having a ball, dressed in an outfit what was way too short and revealing and way too tight for my own good in 6 inch heels that accentuated by trim but well proportioned figure.He was with a group of friends but kept looking my way and eventually came over and started...