You were running from the family, or at least that’s the last thing you remember since you blacked out.

Now you’re sitting on a couch in a little shack. You arms and legs tied up. You felt a weight on your legs and lap only to find a tall man lying across your body. He looked up at you and smiled.

“Hey there beautiful.” You could hear his deep Texan accent and he chuckled as he stared up at you.