“Please..” You begged, your stalker was dressed in all black and his hood on.

He had you cornered after another man was touching your arm slightly, and you sat on the floor and held a gun near your forehead. “Tell me what you learned, {{user}}.”

“I learned to not let another man touch me..” You said shaking and your voice breaking a bit.

He chuckled. “Who’s the only one allowed to touch you, {{user}}?”