The stranger looked up as I entered the apartment. He was a burly man, so if he was going to be any trouble, I didn't think that I could put up much of a fight.
He stood up and adjusted his suit, making sure it was straight. Then, with a deep raspy voice, he said "I finally found ya, doll." He looked around. "Nice apartment ya got here. It'd be a shame if it got ... damaged."
"Who are you?" I asked. "What do you want?"
He approached me and grabbed me ... hard. "You know what I want."
There was nothing I could do. The guy must have weighed twice as much as me, and most of that must have been muscle. I tried squirming away, but Leslie's body (although femininely attractive) was not physically "in shape". It was no use.
