As every day, I leave my job at one o'clock in the afternoon. I eat at a restaurant just around the corner from the office, in just half an hour because, like every day, I go to a nearby library, where I sit with my laptop and stay connected to the internet until fifteen minutes before five, which is when I return to work. Among the browser windows, I open this forum, which I consult for messages and see which friends are online.

That Thursday was like all the others. I sat down at one of the tables, connected my laptop, and started browsing. The library was quiet, so I took the opportunity to watch porn videos, especially bondage videos where the guys are wildly tied up by other guys. I kept browsing, writing emails, and quietly searching for new videos, new friends, and why not, new adventures.

I remember watching a video, with no one behind or near me, of a guy tied up inside a car and watching the scene of the driver with the vehicle circulating when I saw a message in the browser tabs, quite morbid and a bit unsettling.

"Do you imagine if I knew who you are? Maybe I know you" - it said literally.

I was left perplexed and disoriented. I didn't know if he was serious or just a guy with an air of perverse cruelty. I took a glance around, at the tables, at the people sitting there. The atmosphere was safe, I couldn't resist the temptation to respond to him, pretending to be sly.

"I don't understand. Is the message for me?" - I wrote to him.

It took him about ten minutes to respond.

"Yes, yes, for you, haha. Don't pretend. I know you. Where you work, where you connect, I know everything. I know who you are. Can you imagine if it's true? I could offer to keep your secret, not tell your boss or your friends about your fantasies. What do you want in return? I have a trunk full of ropes waiting for you" - he added.

I sketched a smile on my face. His game was morbid. I knew that if it were true, he would have told me some example, the address of the office, or the name of a friend, but he didn't say anything to confirm what he was saying. However, for those reasons that logic is simply that I'm a guy, and with the safe library, I decided to play along as if I had been discovered, and be a bit provocative.

"I don't believe you" - I put - "Prove it, and you can put all the ropes from the trunk on me".

I received a new message after five minutes. He told me that he knew I connected when I left work, and that I watched bondage videos with stories that I would like to happen to me. He added that he knew I started work at five, and that I had a white car.

"Is that correct?" - he asked me.

I thought he had impressive luck. Maybe he was just using logic, or majority statistics that are seen so many times in TV surveys, but it had to be recognized that the guy had hit the mark.

"How do you know all this? You've guessed it without wanting to" - I...