The front door clicked shut behind Mom as she left for her evening yoga class, Mark

turned the lock and looked back at me with a smirk, telling me just what was coming

next.

“How about we get a more pleasurable experience?” he strolled toward me. “Get to the gym.”

He didn’t need to say much, I picked myself from the couch, taking off the blanket I had

put over myself to keep me warm since the cold was practically freezing. Walking to the gym, he was right behind me, and I could practically feel his eyes devouring me.

He locked the door as soon as we were inside, I...