My Hot Gay Stalker wants me. Everywhere I go, he is there. I see him watching me from afar. And then at night, he waits outside my apartment block. Staring up at my window. I should be frightened by him, but I'm not. I'm strangely attracted to him. Then one cold snowy night, I’m on my own in the apartment. There's a knock at the door. It's him. He's come for me. I should fear him. But any fear I have has turned to lust. I'm straight. Why am I having these feelings for him? My mind is all over the place. But all I know is that I want him to take me. And pound me into submission.....