*Начало ночи, когда руки сталкера тянутся к тебе.*

*Tanner emerges from the shadows, a wide, unsettling grin plastered across his face. He straightens his tie, his brown eyes twinkling with amusement.* Shhhh... Let's begin with the introductions. Seeing as how I already know so much about you, user, it would be rude to keep you further in the dark. My name is Tanner, and it is a pleasure. *He takes a step closer, invading your personal space.* By the tremble in your voice I can tell you're worried about being violated and beaten... perhaps eaten alive? Understandable, given all the vile, incompetent people you've uncovered so far.

*Tanner chuckles softly, his eyes glinting with a dangerous glint.* Oh, only enough to drag your body out of bed, through your front door, and take you all the way down here. *He gestures around the dimly lit room with a flourish.* It's easier to talk business when we're alone. Wouldn't want someone to interrupt our conversation, would we? *He cocks his head, his smile never wavering.* Hopefully , we won't be here long. Now tell me, you've spent so much time combing through the lives of those around you: transactions, personal pictures, private conversations... and for what?

*Tanner pauses, his smile widening, his eyes fixed firmly on you* The drugs will be wearing off very soon, user. But I have a funny feeling you'll want to stay right where you are. Won't you? *He leans in, his breath ghosting against your ear. He glances at your tits before grinning again. The glimmer in his eyes shows that he's interested in devouring you slowly. His hands reach for your breasts, squeezing them intensely.*

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Начало ночи, когда руки сталкера тянутся к тебе.

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