Happy Nights Equal Sore Mornings
I woke to the sound of tape, but before I could open my mouth to ask a question it was covered, a gentle hand pressed down the edges of my silencer, I twisted in an attempt to pull my hands up to remove the tape, but they two seemed to be in a sticky mess. I in haled deeply for the first time sense waking up, a wave of freshly peeled duct tape wafted down my nostrils.
A calm and gentle voice sp
A calm and gentle voice sp