The doorbell rings at the exact time. You are punctual, just like I asked you to. As I look at you now on the screen that shows the video feed from all the different security cameras that I have installed on the perimeter as well as inside the building, I fell my level of adrenaline rise. Finally, I will meet you. Finally, I can make you understand that I only do all these things to you because I like you so much.
You look around nervously, waiting for something to happen and I push the button for the door. It buzzes open and you enter the house, taking a look behind you as you step over the door sill. While you walk down the narrow hall, you unconsciously scratch your thigh just above the striped overknees. I figured it would be a nice bonus if you wear the same clothes as in the video I have of you when we meet for the first time. In some steps I can sense the doubt and regret you have. Showing up here in what is, judging by the way you both act on the video, a special outfit for your boyfriend must have been really hard for you. I mean, let's face it. You are going to see a guy, who is blackmailing you, but show up in the outfit you had an obviously great sexual experience in? And I know you enjoyed it, I've seen the video a million times.