The Second Memento
I walked into the room naked and hot as the heat of the day racked the house and the fans barely moved the hot air. Holding my glass I looked into my magic box of memories and my eye was caught by something I saw there. My fingers dipped into the box and found the object I had seen and I pulled it out of the box. I held scarves, six brightly coloured silk scarves that smelt of you and I remembered how they had come to be here.
Candles lit the house as I waited for you in the semi-darkness. I was naked and touched my cock every now and again to keep it hard for you. You would be home soon and I thought on what I was planning to when you got home. An evil grin would have been seen on my face as I waited for you to return to the house. Then I heard the sound of a key being rattled in the lock and then the sudden opening of the door. You reached for the light-switch and swore as the light did not work.
I heard your shoes strike the floor and you fumble into the room and stop as you looked at the light. Then you felt my hand across your mouth and my other hand across your body. You flailed about trying to stop me from dragging you away from the door. You fought like a wildcat and I felt you ready to strike me.
I whispered into your ear, "Stop struggling and you won't be hurt."