Learning a Few Lessons – Chapter 2_(1)
Dallas had instructed me to meet him in his office later that night. He was seemingly nonchalant about the whole ordeal, but it made me feel altogether queasy and nervous. I’d never done something so daring as this, not even defacing that classroom. I didn’t even know this man, and here I was giving myself over to him. For all I knew, the next time I was in zip-ties he could murder me and rid of my body. No one would ever know. And certainly no one back home would ever suspect me to be the kind of girl to get involved in such promiscuous activity. Either way, I faced my current predicament with a higher level of giddy excitement than nail-biting anxiety. I returned to my dorm after classes had concluded, making my way …