Excerpt

Meanwhile, Bobby is out of town on a business trip. He is sleeping hard in his hotel room, after a long day of meetings. He is oblivious to the raging storm outside or the approaching darkness. Knock. Knock. He wakes from his sleep and checks the clock. Its 12:07am. Who could be knocking on my door at this hour? He said to himself, as he walks to the door, wearing only his shorts. He looks through the peephole but he couldnt make out who it was.

He could barely tell that it was a woman, so he flings open the door, thinking that it was his wife Mary. However, Mary doesnt have legs like this woman. There stood in his doorway a gorgeous woman in a trench coat and high heal shoes. Hi. Are you Bobby Jenkins? She asked, in her sultry sexy voice. Yes. Nervously said Bobby. Who are you? Tonight, Ill be whatever you want me to be.

She walks into the room as Bobby stared blankly and walks backwards, as if he was in a trance. She slowly takes off her trench coat, revealing a lace teddy that hugged every curve on her silky smooth body. Her eyes said sex, and her body said pleasure. She looked like women he had only seen in magazines, or in the movies. In other words, baby girl was fine! She was ready to play, now that the wife was away; and Bobby knew it. In a panic, he blurts out. Im married!

Thats okay baby. What happens here stays here. Besides, someone has already paid me in full for the night. What do you have to lose but a little sleep? And trust me, when I get finished with you, you wont have any problems with sleeping. She quickly places the DO NOT DISTURB sign on the door, closes and locks it before he could respond. Then she pushes him onto the bed and before it stopped shaking, she was on top of him, kissing and grinding him like he was going off to war.

He remained speechless as she began to pull off her bra. Moans and groans are all that could be heard as the scent of lust filled the air. Bobby couldnt control his impulses, as this mysterious woman worked him as no other woman had. He was completely snared by her exotic perfume and skillful moves. He felt like he was in heaven, not knowing that hell had come knocking.



Ten years later. Margaret just finished meeting with one of her clients and sent him on his way. She showers and leaves to go to the neighborhood grocery store. She buys a few items, then leaves. She gets into her car and places her two bags in the front passenger seat. She was in a hurry to get back home, so she could catch her favorite game show. She didnt have another appointment until that evening, so she had the whole day to herself. She pulls out of the parking lot and heads home.

Then she notices a funny smell in the car. At first, she thought it was one of the items she bought from the store. She started sniffing the air in the area of the bags, to see if thats where the smell was coming from. Then all of a sudden, a man appears in her rear view mirror. She screams and starts to swerve. The man hid himself in the backseat, under a blanket.

He quickly grabs her mouth and tells her to shut up or shell get it, while holding a knife to her neck with his other hand. Margaret has a flashback, to when she was attacked in the laundry room of her old apartment building. But this time, she didnt have any pepper spray. The man directs her to pull into a parking lot, of an abandoned drift store. She pulls around behind the building were no one would see them.

The man then grabs her by her hair, and pulls her into the backseat. He immediately begins to punch her in the face and pulls at her cloths. Fear grips her heart. The man keeps the knife close to her throat. If you scream, Ill kill you. So shut the hell up! I dont want to hear all that crying! Tears stream down her face as fear turns to panic. Then the man rips off her blouse, exposing her bra. He pauses to enjoy the view.

Then the car shakes slightly. He looks around to see if anyone was near the car, but he didnt see anyone. Then he slaps her. Keep still before I beat your head in! Im not going to tell you again! Then without warning, the back right car door flies off its hinges. What the hell! Shouted the man. Then a very tall man dressed in all white, snatches the man out of the car. Within seconds, the attacker lands hard on the pavement.

Margaret quickly covers herself and eases back up to the front of the car. The man in white grabs the attacker with one hand and lifts him up, with his feet dangling in the air. His eyes burned like fire as he spoke to the attacker. Your days on earth are over. You have touched to wrong woman. Today your soul shall be ripped from your body and will burn forever.

The man hung in the air like a rag doll, terrified. Margaret starts the car and speeds off before she could see or hear what else happened. The man in white fazes his hand through the attackers chest. The man screams in agony from the pressure applied to his heart. Ahhhhh! The attackers body convulses and shakes violently as the man in white squeezes tighter. A minute later, the attacker was dead. The man in white drops his limp body onto the pavement, while still holding onto his soul. Then like a flash of light, they were gone.