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Andrea feels as if her body is broken—she can’t control anything it does. When she comes to, she feels a heavy weight pressing against her and imagines she’s being crushed beneath a mountain. As her consciousness returns, she realizes it’s a man. She gasps for breath, but she can’t seem to get enough air. Everything goes dark. When she wakes up again, she realizes that the handcuffs and blindfold have been removed. She opens her eyes and looks around the room, but she can’t see anything—it’s all dark. She stretches her hand out and feels a warm body next to hers. In a second, it all comes back to her. She suspects the man next to her is the same man who r***d her and she wants to cry. Carefully she reaches for the bedside table, wrapping her hand around the lamp. She has every intention