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“Even though I consider myself attractive, as a guy, I never worry about someone drugging me in public. So, when I woke up dizzy and confused, I knew something had gone wrong. I was in an unknown basement with no recollection of how I got there. I did remember picking out the shirt I was wearing: a brand-new corduroy long-sleeve from Banana Republic I bought last Black Friday. I waited until now, five months later to wear it. I was saving it for the right occasion and my third date with Catherine seemed worthy.
I did the logical thing and tried the door up the stairs, but of course, it was locked. There were no windows in the room, just a toilet, a mattress on the floor, and a box of Kleenexes by the mattress.”
