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As you begin to walk back to the sexy police officer and the car park, you begin to realise that the young woman from earlier, despite her apparent fear, is following you. She's not trying to be very subtle about it either, staring at you the whole time as she walks parallel to your route.

Eventually you grow tired of this game and a large building blocks the space between you. You wait just around the corner, knowing she will have to follow or lose track of you, and a moment later she jumps with surprise as she turns the corner to see you right in front of her.

"MMmaa- Mister!" she says in a strangely strained tone. "I, er..."

"Why are you following me? What's going on? Speak up, I haven't got all day," you insist, your patience with this nonsense completely exhausted.

She stares at you like a deer in headlights, then shouts out: "I NEED YOU TO CONTROL ME AND TELL ME WHAT TO DO!"

Caught completely off-guard, you reply: "You... need me to control you? Is this some kind of... BDSM thing?"

She looks at you with a mixture of terror and desperation in her eyes.