Elara counted the day until Tuesday came.

All day, Elara's body felt strange. She was nervous, but also excited. A deep, low fear was mixed with a hot, hungry feeling. She knew what night it was. She knew where she had to go.

She did not pick her normal clothes she looked in her closet and found a short skirt and a thin top. She wanted to look good for him. She wanted him to want her.

At nine o'clock, later than normal she picked up her basket of dirty clothes and ...