I sit on my bed with a huge book on my lap titled, ‘Torture Statics’. The book interests me and I begin to get excited, waiting on when it’s time to torture her- the little deceiving cunt. I just can’t wait anymore.

The door opens suddenly and Gwen stands before me with her hand still on the knob. “We need to talk now.”

I glare at her.

“Can’t you read the sign on the door. It says no unexpected visits and knock before you enter.”

She looks at the white paper I pasted on the door and after a few minutes, she closes the door behind her.

“I don’t care...