Carrie was thirty-two, on a train returning home from a after-work party. Tipsy from all the alcohol she had consumed during the evening, Carrie was looking forward to getting home and masturbating with the new vibrator she had treated herself to.She was bra-less in a black and grey patterned...
While passing through a small town in West Yorkshire, Carrie’s 2004 Toyota started skipping and then stalled. She was able to get it started again and stopped a few blocks down the street at an auto repair shop that she spotted.Carrie sat in the lobby of the shop while they checked out the...
Carrie was on a chat for arranging home invasions. She wanted to have her home broken into and for herself to be used any way the invader wanted.She spoke to a black guy called Damion, who agreed to do it, and then sent him photos of her around the house so he could prepare. Damion had her...
Of course, Carrie knew she shouldn’t accept a ride from two strange men. She had known that for all of her thirty-two years. She may be blonde, but she was no ditz. But she didn’t know what else to do. She had just dropped her kids off at her mother’s house for the week and was driving home. The...