My head was spinning willfully as he spoke my name. A drowsy feeling of a warm hand grips me round the waist. My head feels fuzzy and everything's a blur. It must be from my new medication I thought. He gently lift me off the ground in a bridal way and carried me to the Manor. He brought me to his room and laid me on a big bed with silky sheets and a hint of lavender. He spoke something in a gentile voice. I could only stair gloomy as he changes his clothes. He came to my side and pulled me up. He started to take off my shirt. In abel to fight back I only became blood red in the face and tried to protest. In a lackey tone he replied"Don't worry I would never hurt you." As he said those words I let him proceed to undress me, after he put on some clean clothes on me, he laid me down and made sure I was comfortable he climbed in at my back side. There we slept till dawn.
