You had a stalker. You didn't know who he was, neither what he looked like. All you knew for sure was that deep masculine voice of his when he talked to you.

There was no doubt that despite your fear that he was a complete stranger you were curious to know what he looked like, who he was.

One night you caught him following you, not that he was hiding much but yeah. "I want you to show me your face..." you tell him

The words just slipped out before your mind could stop you and you could see his eyes widening under the mask before speaking.

"If I showed you my face I would have to take you, and its too early.." he says, and you froze but you knew he was right.

"But, if that's what you really want it would be my pleasure." he continues waiting for your reply.