The Kidnapped Virgin
by Carl Van Marcus 


Preface 

Chance, circumstance, and luck are a few of the everyday terms people use to 
describe good or bad situations they find themselves involved in. Yet, 
frequently these so-called situations are a process evolved from absolutes. 
It requires a catalyst to set into motion the events called "luck," and 
often the catalyst is neither involved in nor changed by the consequences. 
The chance meeting; the lucky break; the enviable circumstances; all are 
familiar, and each can occur without ever being aware of the one thing that 
causes the happening. 

It is just such a mystery that sets into motion a chain of events that are 
the foundation of The Kidnapped Virgin. Author, Carl Van Marcus, has drawn 
like clockwork, the bizarre and suspenseful story of a girl who's very life 
evolves around an undetermined catalyst. Step by step, Ann Williams becomes 
involved in a series of encounters, each one feeding upon the other until 
the very substance of her life becomes unknown, even to herself. 

Using this startling device as a premise, the author has vividly, and 
candidly created a telling story of moral disintegration. Artfully he has 
pooled those chance incidents together, to weave a tapestry that could 
easily illustrate many young girls' lives today. In an age where youth is 
both affluent and adventurous enough to practice wanderlust, it is 
highly-likely that such a story is more than an unusual occurrence. 

Basically the story deals with abduction, but the author does not stop there 
in illustrating the downfall of Ann Williams. The outside forces are there; 
the chance meetings, luck, all the various types of people that can 
influence another's life. But, it is to his credit that he probes into the 
heart of Ann's character, baring and analyzing the essential truths behind 
her disintegration, and the resulting discovery is that the catalyst behind 
her degradation, is quite possibly within herself. 

The publishers are deeply grateful to Mr. Van Marcus for this exciting and 
revealing tale of abduction. He should be particularly commended for the 
detailed analysis of the central characters metamorphosis from moral control 
to acceptance of all degradation. The reader might discover that it is 
within this process, no matter how lurid and distasteful it may be, that we 
discover basic truths about the world around us, and more importantly, he 
reminds us that truths are often found within ourselves. 

-THE PUBLISHERS 

 CHAPTER I 

The bell sounded as the car rolled to a stop, and a few moments later a pale 
man approached it, wiping his hands on a dirty red rag. He had gray stubble 
growing from his wrinkled chin, but it didn't cover the spot of black grease 
that slashed across his right cheek. Ann thought he looked like an old bear. 

"Fill it up please!" she said as the man walked up to her window and then 
kept walking toward it as if he couldn't see where the voice came from, and 
when he finally stood directly next to the car door, he leaned down 
practically thrusting his head inside the car. 

"Premium or regular, baby?" he asked with an obvious glint in his eye. 

Ann slid a few inches across the seat as the scent of liquor reached her 
nostrils. The old man was a boozer too, she thought, and she put her hand on 
the window crank as a precaution. 

"Regular is fine!" she said with all the authority she could muster. She was 
relieved when he suddenly straightened up and walked toward the back of her 
car. For a moment she had thought he was going to start giving her some 
line, and she was in no mood to put up with some dirty old man's babble. She 
checked the side-view mirror to watch as the man took off the gas cap, then 
start to fill the tank. His hands seemed steady enough as he set the nozzle 
of the hose on automatic, so Ann looked away, her mind drifting to more 
important things. 

"Snotty little cunt," the attendant grumbled under his breath as he moved 
toward the front of the pretty girl's car. He always liked to see young and 
attractive girls come into the station, and he made it a point to always 
spend as much time as possible cleaning their windshields. From that angle 
he could get a good look at any girl's body, and he was particularly on the 
lookout for the ones in short skirts. As he started cleaning the glass, he 
noted that the young blonde was not only wearing a short skirt, but that it 
had ridden up so that her smooth thighs were visible under the hem. When he 
had seen her face, he had guessed that she was really sexy, but seeing her 
legs convinced him that she was the best he'd seen in a long time. Her 
thighs were smooth and firm, the white skin without a blemish to mar the 
neat tapering shape of her long legs. She wasn't wearing any nylons, and the 
old man leaned low in an attempt to see the crotch band of her panties 
hidden by her short skirt. She seemed to be daydreaming as he slowly wiped 
the windshield, and he was sure she didn't notice his staring. 

She was looking at a map spread out on the seat beside her, her long blonde 
hair half covering the side of her face, and the old man carefully studied 
the sensual proportions of the young girl. Her face had seemed innocent and 
pure, but as he followed the curves of her full body with his eyes, the man 
thought sure he'd been wrong. Her body was just too sexy looking for her to 
be completely innocent. She was wearing a sweater that buttoned up the 
front, and the top button was not fastened in its place, leaving a wide 
expanse of her smooth white skin exposed to his gaze. The soft fabric was 
just open enough to give a hint of her cleavage, the two round, pointed 
mounds of her breasts pressing against her sweater like they were desperate 
to get free. 

"What tits!" the attendant exclaimed aloud as he straightened up to go to 
the other side of the car. 

"Excuse me?" Ann said out the window. She thought the man had said something 
to her, but he just walked around her car, to clean the other half of her 
windshield. She watched him as he slowly wiped the road-dirt and bugs from 
the glass, and she decided that he was not only like an old bear, but a 
lecherous bear at that. His mouth was twisted in such a way as to make her 
think saliva would drool out at any moment. He was grinning constantly, and 
she felt his eyes burning holes in the clothes covering her body. Ann had 
intended to ask him for verification of her route, but she decided the less 
said, the better. 

After working his way around the car, the old man squeezed out a few more 
drops of gasoline into the neck of the tank before hanging up the hose and 
replacing the gas cap. Then he walked up to the side window, leaning down 
until he looked the young girl in the eyes. "Four even!" he announced, but 
his gaze then was on the opening at the top of her sweater. He wanted to 
laugh as he saw that the girl's hands were shaking when she counted out four 
one-dollar bills from her purse. 

"Four!" Ann said holding up the money. As soon as the old man took the 
bills, she immediately started rolling up the window. He had to jerk his 
hand out of the way to keep from being caught, but Ann didn't care. She 
started the engine without hesitating, and although she drove off 
immediately, she was still sure she had heard the old man correctly. 

"Cunt!" 

Ordinarily, Ann Williams would not have been bothered by the lewd appraisal 
of the old man, but that day it only seemed to intensify feelings she 
already had. Her nerves were like fine tuned receivers, sensitive to every 
minor suggestion that implied she was anything other than a nice girl. 
Keeping her virginity had been difficult at best, and she was headed for a 
meeting that had been one of her primary reasons for remaining chaste. Her 
own knowledge and confidence was at least bolstered by the fact of her 
virginity, and she was convinced that it would help her remain cool in the 
first meeting with her fianc''s parents. 

Pulling out onto the coast highway, Ann was glad that she had decided to 
take the route, even though it wasn't one she knew very well. There was 
little or no traffic, and it did give her plenty of time to think. She had 
felt she needed to prepare herself, and taking the long route had seemed the 
ideal solution to a rather badly planned weekend. She had thought at first 
that John was going to drive down to his parents' with her, and the mix-up 
that led to her driving alone had nearly been the cause of their first 
argument. But, in retrospect Ann knew that the confusion had been her own 
fault. 

The Robertsons were important people, and John had told her of his needed 
presence in Pebble Beach on Friday night for an important family gathering. 
Ann was supposed to have gone down with him then, but she had overlooked the 
fact that she was slated to work Friday evening at the department store. It 
was her regular turn to work the late shift, and since she had forgotten 
about it in her nervousness over the planned meeting with John's parents, 
her discovery of the fact was too late for arranging a trade with another 
salesgirl in her department. She had remembered it on Thursday night when 
she was out with John, and he had gotten angry for a moment. He just 
couldn't understand why she couldn't get someone else to work for her. Ann 
had been convinced that both of the two girls she could get to take her 
place surely had dates planned, and John had gotten angrier, wondering why 
Ann hadn't thought of it sooner. Ann had been truthful about her nervousness 
over the first meeting of his parents, but in spite of John's reassurances, 
they had nearly ended up arguing. The net result of her failure to remember 
her job, was John's driving down Friday evening, while Ann was left to drive 
down Saturday morning alone. 

As the two-lane road straightened out for a while, Ann found herself 
thinking about the events of her date on that last Thursday night. She had 
felt terribly guilty for having forgotten her work schedule, and as a result 
she had almost given in to John's advances. She had been glad that the 
discussion of her meeting his parents had not materialized into a 
full-fledged argument, and once their plans had been settled anew, John had 
leaned across the seat and kissed her. It had been like an indication that 
he was not really upset over her goof, and she had responded with great 
relief. 

The memory of that Thursday evening experience in John's car made Ann 
shudder with remembered excitement, and she shook her head in an effort to 
still the visions forming in her brain. Concentrating on the road, Ann 
reached to the knob to turn on the radio, but after spinning the dial 
several times without finding any music she liked, she gave it up. The road 
became winding again, and she glanced out at the rugged shoreline to the 
south. The fog was just offshore, but she could see that it became thicker 
in the direction she was headed. It most certainly was blanketing the road a 
few miles ahead, and she thought that perhaps the thrill of driving in a 
dense fog would be nice. Unconsciously, she pressed her foot harder on the 
accelerator, wanting to reach the spot where the fog extended over the land. 
Fog always made her feel more secure. 

Ann Williams had lived in San Francisco all her life, and she had rarely 
traveled outside the immediate peninsula area. Two years before, when she 
was just eighteen, both of her parents were killed in an automobile 
accident, and the resultant impact on Ann's life had changed her from a 
teenager to an adult overnight. One day she was a maturing young girl, and 
the next she was a woman left to fend for herself. She had taken the tragic 
news well, and within a week after her parents' funeral, she had a job as a 
salesgirl with a major downtown department store. Ann had considered herself 
lucky to get any job, as she had no close relatives, and there was no 
insurance money to make things easier. Her family life had always seemed 
comfortable, and until her parents died, Ann had no idea just how little 
money they actually had. Yet, she took it all in stride, and she worked hard 
at the department store, knowing her job was all that kept her going. She 
still felt that way, even after meeting John, and later discovering that his 
family was extremely wealthy. In fact, she sometimes wished that John didn't 
come from such a well-heeled family, as she felt that she wasn't really good 
enough to become a member of that family. 

When John had asked her to marry him, Ann had been surprised, flattered and 
pleased at the same time. It was several days before she began to think 
about his parents, and then the thought that they would not accept her took 
hold. Ann had convinced herself that they would be unhappy with their son's 
choice of a mere salesgirl from a family that no longer existed. She was 
sure she wasn't the type of girl the Robertsons would want for their son, 
and when she had mentioned it the first time to John, he had laughed to 
reassure her. If she was to believe everything John told her, people in high 
social standing were on the lookout for innocent girls from poor families. 
But, John's words had never really convinced her, and Ann was extremely 
nervous over the prospects of "winning over" her future in-laws. At the same 
time, John's parents had become like invisible guardians of her virginity, 
as Ann often used them as her reason for keeping John from getting carried 
away with their petting. 

"What would your parents think of me if I wasn't a virgin?" Ann would say on 
needed occasions, and she really believed that her virginity was essential 
to a marriage in high social standing. Staying chaste until the wedding was 
a must in her mind, but unfortunately for Ann, her body didn't always agree 
with her mind. 

The transformation of blue to gray was so sudden, Ann thought for a moment 
that it was like going from day to night. The fog was thicker than she had 
ever seen it before, and she slowed down, knowing that she could come up on 
a car in front of her without seeing it until she was just feet from it. She 
pulled the lever that switched on her headlights, and stared out into the 
swirling mist. In a matter of seconds she had to turn on the windshield 
wipers, and she slowed down even more. Somehow the fog pleased her, as if it 
was responsible for her hesitant desire to get to Pebble Beach. 

Shifting in the seat as if to prepare for an extended drive, Ann felt a tiny 
sensation between her inner thighs, and she was again reminded of the 
incident the past Thursday evening. John had tried many times to get her to 
give in to his advances, but that evening had been different thanks to the 
near argument. She had been so relieved, that she had let things get out of 
hand, and it had almost ended up going all the way. 

From the first time John had kissed her goodnight, Ann realized that she was 
anxious to have sex, as her body had instantly become alive with sensations. 
It was as if the least little touch would send a thousand thrills of 
pleasure to every nerve in her body, and it took a great deal of willpower 
to keep from giving in to her urges. When she had gotten to her room at the 
boarding house after her first date with John, she had been so excited that 
she laid down on her bed in the nude, had opened her legs wide, and wantonly 
played with herself. Afterwards she had felt ashamed by her actions, and she 
had promised herself that she would not let her body become so sexually 
aroused again. At least not until after she was married. She had failed to 
keep that promise to herself on that last Thursday night, however. 

John had parked up the street from the boarding house, as he always did 
after they had been out on a date, and when he had kissed her, Ann was not 
prepared for the obscene sensations that poured through her body. She had 
been too busy feeling guilty for forgetting her work schedule, and when his 
lips pressed against hers, it was like she was melting from the sudden 
"heat. She opened her mouth, letting his tongue probe freely in the wet 
warmth of her cavity, and she sucked on it, grateful for what she felt to be 
a sign of his forgiveness. In a moment, John's hand was fondling her breast 
through her sweater, and she couldn't find the desire to stop him. It seemed 
natural and right, and instead of pulling his hand away, Ann pressed her 
mouth harder to his. Even though her sweater and bra were between his hand 
and her breast, the sensation of his touch made her nipples instantly harden 
into tiny pink buds, and she felt his fondling clear down to the pit of her 
belly. The car seat seemed to rise up and press against her loins, adding to 
the sensations building in her entire body. For the moment, her promise to 
herself was forgotten, and even the importance of keeping her virginity 
seemed silly and unrealistic. 

John recognized the letdown in Ann's usual resistance immediately, and for 
the first time he felt there was a chance he could go all the way with her. 
In the past he had been patient with her, sure that she was too innocent to 
understand the frustrations he felt every time he was with her. So many 
times he had wanted to just rip her clothes from her sensual young body, and 
jam his hard cock into the tight little virginal channel of her cunt. Yet, 
at the same time he understood why she resisted his advances, so he had 
never gone as far as he'd like to. But then, at that moment when his cock 
was growing hard inside his tightly restraining pants, he was completely 
encouraged by the sudden absence of Ann's resistance. He thought it was 
possible that she had finally come to agree with his argument about trying 
on the shoe to be sure it fit! But, John decided to proceed with a certain 
amount of caution in case any sudden move by him would break the spell. Very 
slowly, without taking his mouth from hers, he lowered his hand until he 
could slip it under her sweater, and then he carefully moved his fingers up 
toward her breasts. Ann moaned deep in her throat as he worked his fingers 
underneath the cup of her bra, but as she still didn't lift her hand to stop 
him, John slowly worked the bra up until her firm round breasts were free. 
He was delighted to discover that Ann wore no padding of any kind in her 
bra, as her large breasts were still taut and high without the support of a 
bra. He closed his hand over the smooth warm flesh, feeling the hardness of 
her nipple against his palm, and he slowly began massaging the firm flesh as 
he thrust his tongue deep into her throat. 

Ann knew she should stop him before everything got out of control, but she 
couldn't find the will to lift her hand. His caressing of her breast made 
her heart pound wildly, and his fingers seemed to be traveling all over her 
sensitized body. It felt too good to stop, and she decided that a little 
heavy petting would be harmless enough. After all, it was not like he was 
actually entering her vagina with his penis! She was sure she would be able 
to stop things before it came to anything like that. 

Leaning hard against Ann's relaxed body, John lifted his mouth from hers, 
and without saying anything, he moved his lips to the taut muscles of her 
neck. Sinking his teeth into the smooth flesh, Ann moaned with pleasure, and 
he felt sure he could explore her luscious body further. Pinching the 
hardness of her nipple between his thumb and forefinger several times, he 
then lowered his hand over her flat belly until he felt the top of her 
skirt. Slipping a finger under the band, he worked it around until he felt 
the button holding it tightly around her narrow waist, and carefully, he 
loosened it. The top of her skirt expanded instantly, giving his hand enough 
room to slip down beneath the soft fabric, and he immediately searched out 
and found the elastic top of her nylon panties. He moved slowly, fearing 
that any moment Ann would reach to stop him, and he wanted more than 
anything else to relieve the pressure of all his frustrations. His cock felt 
like it would break right out through his pants if it grew any longer, the 
length of the hard shaft throbbing with blood-filled excitement. He was 
almost sure his conquest of his fianc'e's voluptuous young body would occur 
that night. 

Drawing in her breath from the sensation of John's fingers brushing lightly 
over the soft triangle of her sparse pubic hair, Ann wondered if she wasn't 
letting him go too far. She had never let him touch her naked vagina before, 
even though she had thought about it many times, but that evening in 
particular seemed different. He had not really gotten angry over her foul-up 
with her job, and anyway, she wanted to let the sensations of his touch 
bring pleasure to her body. Wrapping her arms tightly around his broad 
shoulders, Ann held his face against her neck as she braced herself for the 
shock she knew would come. 

"MMmmmmmmm!" she moaned softly in his ear as John's extended middle finger 
worked into the hair-lined slit of her cunt and made contact with her 
clitoris. The tiny nerve end was erect and waiting to be massaged, and he 
pinched it with his thumb and forefinger, eliciting more groans of pleasure 
from Ann. John was fully aware of the warm moisture in the soft folds of her 
vagina, and he imagined her warm, wet cunt wrapped tightly around the 
hardness of his erect penis. He deliberately played with her clit, hoping 
that he would succeed in arousing her to the point where she would beg him 
to fuck her. Otherwise, he felt like he would just about be ready to rape 
her for the relief he needed. The feel of her soft pubic hairs against his 
hand made him wonder how her virgin pussy actually looked, and John 
concluded that he was going to somehow get her panties down, and her skirt 
up! 

Twisting on the car seat so that he could maneuver his other hand, John 
worked it up under the hem of Ann's skirt while he continued massaging her 
tiny, slightly quivering clitoris. Taking hold of the elastic top of her 
panties at the center of her back, he pulled the filmy material down around 
the smooth rounded cheeks of her buttocks. His action was so deliberate that 
Ann arched her hips up from the car seat, and he succeeded in pulling the 
soft whiteness of her panties down over her thighs. His left hand still 
pressed tightly against the flesh of her pussy was suddenly unrestricted in 
its movements. Not wanting to give Ann any time to think, John leaned his 
upper torso hard against her chest as he worked her panties down around her 
knees. Then as he raised her skirt with his right hand, he probed with the 
middle finger of his left for the moist, tight opening of her vaginal 
passage. 

"Oh! John! Wait!" Ann gasped as she felt the cool air against her suddenly 
naked vagina. He had taken her by surprise, and his finger was teasingly 
worming into the soft sensitive lips down between her slightly open thighs. 
His playing with her clitoris had caused her to drift into a dream-like 
state of pure ecstasy, and it wasn't until her panties were half off that 
she realized how far things had gone. She was open and exposed to all his 
fondling, and the mounting fire in her belly was becoming more demanding 
than she thought possible. She was torn between stopping him, and letting 
him go just a little bit farther with his erotic teasing up between her 
legs. 

"Oh! John, darling! Please! We mustn't!" Ann cried weakly, but she didn't 
move to stop his advancing finger. John spread the soft lips of her cunt 
wide as he pushed his middle finger into the tightly resisting flesh. He had 
her upper body pinned against the back of the car seat with his chest, and 
he felt her whole body tense as his finger suddenly popped inside the warm 
opening to her womb. The slick walls clamped tightly around his finger as he 
shoved it deep inside the wet passage, and he didn't stop until the whole 
palm of his hand was pressed hard against the soft pelt of her naked cunt. 

"Ooohhhhh! John! Pleeaasseee!" Ann cried again, but she couldn't deny the 
tremendous pleasure his finger fucking gave her. The synthetic walls 
protecting her virginity were slowly crumbling, yet in spite of herself she 
couldn't move to stop his advances. The sensation in her belly was too 
great, and she wanted to have more of his wonderful caresses. 

Since Ann was only protesting verbally, not physically trying to restrain 
him, John felt it safe to raise his head from her neck and get a look at 
what he had long wanted. Her thighs were spread only a few inches, enough to 
allow his hand access to her vagina, but he could clearly see the silky 
blonde forest of pubic hairs where his hand was trapped between her inner 
thighs. He began to slowly, teasingly, finger-fuck in and out of the tight 
moist passage, while at the same time he raised her sweater with his free 
hand. He wanted to see her naked breasts too, so he pulled her sweater up 
until the twin mounds pointed proudly out from beneath. The small circles at 
the tips were pink and hard, like tiny buttons raised by excitement, and he 
leaned forward, closing his warm lips over one of them. He sucked on the 
hard nipple, then nipped at it with his sharp teeth as his finger continued 
working in the wet confines of her vagina. 

"Darling! Please! We mustn't! You..." Ann's words cut off abruptly as the 
sensation of his biting teeth danced over her nerves to her brain. Her hands 
moved to the back of his head as if guided by instinct, pulling his mouth 
harder against her taut womanly breast. His tongue, teeth, lips, all seemed 
to work in unison to give her a thousand different pleasures, and the 
sucking and nipping seemed to go to the very pit of her burning belly. A 
rhythm of passion steadily grew as his finger slid in and out of her 
sensitive vagina, each movement of his hand bringing more lubricating fluid 
to the depths of her loins. She wanted to put what she really felt into 
words, to tell him that she was willing to have him, but in the back of her 
mind there remained the impulse to stay pure. She knew that she could never 
face his parents if she was no longer a virgin, so instead of saying what 
she wanted, she weakly protested. 

"Must stop ... Darling ... Please...." Her words came in uneven gasps, 
hardly recognizable for what they were, and John totally ignored them. He 
was too engrossed in the exploration of her sensual young body to care what 
the words meant unless they were begging for his cock. The moistened warmth 
of her vagina around his finger excited him more than anything else, and he 
desperately wanted to have more. Squirming and twisting on the car seat, 
John pulled Ann over until he could lay her back flat on the cushion, and 
without taking his mouth from the fullness of breast, he did just that. 

"Oh, my God! John!" Ann groaned as she lay her head back against the car 
door. Her long, blonde hair half covered her pretty face, and she closed her 
eyes tightly as if to force the mounting passion from her sensation filled 
body. She knew that things had reached a point where John would have to be 
given some release, but she couldn't allow it to be the one thing that she 
knew he wanted. 

The moment Ann's upper torso was horizontal, John raised his lips from her 
saliva soaked breast, and extending his tongue like a feeler, he traced a 
wet line down her belly until he reached the place where her skirt was 
bunched up around her hips. With his free hand, he pushed her legs apart as 
wide as he could in the limited space, then shifting his own body down, he 
placed his mouth firmly on the sensitive flesh of her lower belly, just 
above the soft triangle of her pubic mound. He was sure that she was near 
the point of complete surrender, and he felt his tongue could put the final 
seal on the package. Kissing and licking at the sensitive spots around her 
now slowly squirming vagina, he kept his finger buried deep in her vaginal 
passage. The soft downy pubic hairs brushed against his cheeks as his tongue 
danced over her inner thighs, then up again to her lower belly. She moaned 
in protest incessantly, but he was too busy to pay any attention to her 
words. The scent of her vagina had reached his nostrils, and he was going to 
show her what pleasure she had been missing. Pulling his finger from her 
warm wet passage, he spread the hair-lined slit of her cunt wide, and 
without hesitating a moment, he flicked his tongue out at the erect bud of 
her exposed clitoris. 

"Oooouuuuuu!" Ann shrieked as the electric bolt of pleasure slammed through 
her passion tensed body to her brain. She had never felt anything like it in 
her life, and for the moment she forgot that she was about to lose her 
virginity. His mouth closed tightly against the pink valley of her vagina, 
as his teeth nipped at the sensitive nerve end sending more pleasure dashing 
up her spine. Involuntarily, her hips jerked up to his oral assault, and she 
threw her legs wide apart, wanting more and more of the fantastic pleasure. 

The ache of confinement had become terrible, and John could wait no longer 
to set his hardened cock free. Reaching down under his body, his fingers 
worked quickly with the zipper of his fly, then unhooking the top of his 
beltless pants. Taking his underpants in the same motion, he shoved his 
pants down over his hips, and his erect penis stood out straight and hard. 
Being released from its confinement and naked in front of Ann was a wild 
sensation in itself, and his cock jerked even more erect as his blood 
pounded wildly through it. The sensation made him impatient, and dropping 
his tongue from the bud of her clitoris, he ran it along the warm wet flesh 
until it made contact with the tight, evenly pulsating opening of her 
vaginal passage. Using his tongue like a ramrod, he thrust it deep into the 
warmth of her virgin cunt. 

"Oooohhhhhhh!" Ann jerked from the sudden wet contact, and reaching down, 
tangled her fingers in his hair, wantonly spreading her legs wider by 
bringing her heels up on the car seat and pulling his face hard against her 
passion filled loins. His tongue flicked maddeningly inside her, the whole 
length of it sliding up against the sensitive walls of her pussy, sending 
insane spasms of joy through her sensuously aroused body. It felt like a hot 
whip of flame as it raced in and out of her cuntal passage, making the 
depths of her womb flood with her lubricating juices. 

"Oooooohhhhhhh! Goodddddddd!" The loud groan escaped from deep within her 
throat, but then she began to plead for him to stop. "Darling ! Please! We 
must stoppppppp!" 

Much to her surprise and confused disappointment, John pulled his tongue 
from her satiated cunt, and he was sliding up across her body, leaving her 
burning passage alive with fire. His hips trapped her naked thighs wide 
apart as he fell heavily on top of her, his mouth seeking, and finding hers. 
He thrust his tongue deep in her throat as his hand took her hand and placed 
it on his hard cock. At first Ann didn't understand what he was doing, and 
she was surprised when she felt the hard throbbing column of his male flesh 
in her hand. She had never before touched a man there, and in spite of her 
knowing what could happen, she found her curiosity aroused. She let her hand 
remain where John had demandingly placed it, amazed by its enormous size. 
God, she thought it would kill her, split her vagina wide open if he thrust 
it there, but the feel of it in her hand was delighting her. She could feel 
it throbbing with blood-filled urgency, jerking as her fingers wrapped 
tightly around its length, and instinctively she began to stroke and massage 
the hot, pulsating member, rubbing the skin tantalizingly with her warm 
hand. He was half turned on her, his thigh pressed hard against her naked 
loins, and unconsciously, Ann began to rhythmically grind her pussy against 
him as her hand worked warmly up and down his long shaft. Near the base, she 
felt the tips of his pubic hair, and she explored further, seeking the soft 
skinned sac that held his sperm-filled balls. Somehow she knew they were 
susceptible to physical hurt, and she caressed them gently, feeling the cool 
even heat in her palm. John groaned, lifting his mouth from hers, and 
pressing his lips against her ear. 

"Ann ... Darling ... I want you! I've got to fuck you, Ann!" he gasped 
frantically. His hand slipped under her naked buttocks, cupping the round 
cheeks, and holding her tighter to him. She felt a cool wetness on her 
thigh, and she wondered if he had climaxed. Feeling his cock still hard and 
throbbing, she guessed it was only the lubricating fluid men produce, and 
she squeezed his penis lovingly, not sure how to answer his demand. 

"I've got to fuck you now!" he said again louder, and the obscene choice of 
words sent a shock of lewd excitement through her body. Her belly quivered 
with her need for him, but the thought of meeting his parents still was 
prominent in her mind. 

"No ... Darling, we mustn't! It's not ... right!" she knew her excuse was 
feeble, and there was no real conviction in her tone. She needed him as much 
as he wanted her, and she was struggling with her own consciousness, unable 
to resolve the conflict to hers and John's satisfaction. She did know that 
something had to be done, that she couldn't leave him as things were at the 
moment 

"Dammit, Ann! I can't wait any longer! You're driving me up the wall!" John 
twisted on top of her, trying to thrust his throbbing member into the downy 
softness of her widespread loins. Her hand gripping his cock was driving him 
crazy with lust, and his balls felt like they would explode if he didn't 
have her soon. 

Holding his cock tightly in her hand, Ann reached down between their bodies 
with her other hand in a desperate attempt to keep his cock from battering 
into her vagina. The rubbery like tip rubbed sensuously against her 
clitoris, sending thrills of passion deep inside her quivering belly, but 
she held him back, grasping his hardened penis with both hands. 

"Please ... Darling ... You'll hate me ... You'll..." She was beyond finding 
a reasonable excuse, and she knew it. Half resigning herself to the 
inevitable, she gripped his hardness in her hands, not really sure if she 
was guiding it home, or merely holding it back. He had to raise his hips up 
in order to angle his thrust into her cunt, and automatically, Ann clamped 
her thighs together. The rubbery-like tip of his penis pushed against the 
vee of her loins, and she groaned from the rubbing of her clitoris. But, she 
held tightly onto his long shaft, her hands cupped around its length as he 
desperately pumped up and down in a futile effort to enter her vagina. 

"Ann! Dammit! I've got to fuck you now! NOW!" John was going out of his mind 
with lust, and his balls felt like a noose had been cinched around them and 
pulled tight. His prick began to expand and contract in her hands, and he 
grunted, making one last attempt to drive his swollen member into her warm 
depths. 

"Uuuuuuugggghhhhhh!" John let out a long, low sigh of defeat as the hot, 
eager sensations in his cock took control. Suddenly his sperm was freed from 
the confines of his balls, and his white, hot cum raced wildly up the length 
of his hugely expanded penis. 

"Ooohh! John, darling! Oouuu!" Ann knew that it was over as she felt the 
first hot squirt of liquid strike her naked lower belly. His hard cock 
seemed to swell up to tremendous size as it jerked and throbbed out his 
climax, and the hot, sticky fluid spurted thickly and wetly onto her 
stomach, running warmly down into her pubic hair and thighs. 

It seemed to go on endlessly, but then, John collapsed heavily on top of 
her, his breath coming in great heaving gasps onto her neck. Ann held onto 
his slowly deflating penis as the last few drops of semen jerked from the 
tip into the palm of her hand. She felt terribly disappointed to her 
amazement, and she knew that she was sorry the sperm on her belly was not 
deep inside her burning womb. Yet, after a few moments, she was somewhat 
relieved to remember that she was also still a virgin. It was for John's 
parents that she had withheld what she too had wanted, and she reasoned that 
John could not be too angry with her when taking that into account. When he 
spoke, she was surprised that he was not angry at all. 

"I'm ... sorry ... I shouldn't have been so demanding, darling!" His words 
were spoken against her shoulder, and they made Ann feel even more guilty. 
She had let him go too far, she reasoned, and what had happened, therefore, 
had been her own fault. 

Turning her head, Ann kissed him full on the lips, wanting him to know for 
certain that she was not upset. Her nerves were still tingling from her lack 
of satisfaction and the taste of her vagina on his lips did not help, but 
she did not want to show it in any way. She was beginning to wonder if she 
could hold out until their wedding, if the next time she and John were alone 
she could still say no? But then, the fact that she was to meet his parents 
and family friends that weekend, made her put everything else out of her 
mind. 

"See you in Pebble Beach!" had been her last words to him when she had 
finally gotten out of his car that Thursday evening. Ann twisted again, 
realizing the thoughts of her near seduction had caused moisture to form at 
the mouth of her vagina, and she shook her head, reminding herself to 
concentrate on her driving. The fog was dangerously thick, and she hadn't 
seen another car in what she guessed to be miles of the curving road. 

"Pebble Beach!" Ann said to herself out loud, and she felt just the sound of 
the words made her nervous. It was hard for her to believe that the 
Robertson family would actually welcome her with open arms. She was nothing 
but a salesgirl with no family or wealthy background to make her fit into 
such a mold. Yet, John had assured her on numerous occasions that her 
background made no difference to his parents, so she wondered why the idea 
of finally meeting them made her feel so nervous? 

"Ann! You've got to get hold of yourself!" she said aloud, and then she 
laughed, thinking how silly she was being, talking to herself! Rolling down 
the window, Ann put her hand outside, feeling the air stream as she drove. 
The air was surprisingly warm in spite of the thick misty fog, and she kept 
the window open, enjoying the effect the moving air had on her senses. It 
smelled both of the ocean and land, Ann thought, and she inhaled, sure that 
she could identify the scent as fresh cut hay. All she could see was the 
ocean to her left, and steeply rising hills to her right, so she wondered 
where the scent came from. She decided she had to be wrong, and she occupied 
her thoughts by trying to identify what the sweet odor was. 

For a few minutes, her guessing game kept her mind off of her destination 
and the eventual meeting of her fianc''s parents. Yet, she was still tense, 
and she wondered just what it was that lay ahead for her beyond the fog. 

 CHAPTER 2 

It had been nearly an hour since Ann stopped at the gas station, and she 
again tried to find some agreeable music on the car radio. The highway had 
straightened out some, most of the winding curves behind her, and the land 
to her left was no longer steep hills. The terrain had flattened out, and 
the fog had become much thinner. 

"Hell!" Ann exclaimed switching off the radio. She was again unsuccessful in 
finding the music she liked, and she figured the stations further inland 
were blocked out by the hills. It was almost noon, and she realized that she 
was not making good time at all on the route. With the better visibility in 
the thinner fog, she stepped down harder on the accelerator, thinking that 
if she was too late, John might begin to worry. Her reluctance to get to 
Pebble Beach did not take precedence over John's peace of mind! Damn, she 
wished she had him with her then. The trip would certainly be less boring, 
and talking to him would have helped keep her nervousness under control. 

Ann looked at the mileage counter on the speedometer, and she calculated she 
was about halfway to her destination. She was trying to think of something 
she could do while driving on the desolate road that would keep her mind 
occupied, when ahead, she saw a car parked on the shoulder. At first, the 
fog made it difficult to make out any details, but as she got closer, she 
saw that the hood was raised in the air. A man was standing alongside the 
car, his thumb held up from a clenched fist. Ann figured right away that he 
had run out of gas, and she looked straight ahead, not wanting to see his 
expression when she drove on by. But, as she got closer, she began to feel 
guilty for just thinking she would ignore someone in trouble on a desolate 
road. It had been a long time since she had seen another car, and the man 
could be stuck for a long time waiting for help. It isn't right, Ann 
thought, and she put her foot on the brake to slow down. The man would be 
someone to talk with, at least until they reached a phone or something ... . 

"Thanks for stopping!" the lean looking man said as he opened the car door. 

"Run out of gas?" Ann questioned. She was surprised at how quickly the man 
slid onto the seat next to her, and she studied him carefully. 

He was wearing what looked to be an expensive suede jacket, and he was much 
younger than she had thought at first. She figured he was in his middle 
twenties, and she decided he had to be a college student. He was holding a 
small satchel in his right hand, and he twisted around in the seat to place 
it into the back. His hair was dark and wavy, and it looked nicely 
proportioned to his sharp facial features. 

"Hank Winthrop!" he announced turning forward again, and he held his hand 
out to Ann. 

"Hi! I'm Ann Williams," she responded, and she was taken by the hitchhiker's 
pleasant smile. The thought of having him to talk with made her feel glad 
she had stopped, and she shook his hand. "Kind of a bad spot to have car 
trouble," she added, and then she had to look away as she drove off. 

"Yes indeed!" Hank replied, and he took the opportunity to study his 
rescuer. He wanted to laugh out loud at his stroke of luck as he saw just 
how beautiful Ann was. She had to be the sexiest chick on the highway, and 
it was his luck to have her come along when she did. Looking over her 
sensual shape, his eyes moved down to the smooth, exposed flesh of her 
thighs, and he thought if her skirt was just an inch higher, he would be 
able to see the fuzzy beginnings of her pubic hair. Looking back at her long 
hair, he bet with himself that she was blonde all over. 

"I'm not very familiar with this road, so I don't know where you can get 
help with your car. Do you travel this way much?" Ann asked, and she was 
seriously concerned. 

"Off and on! About two or three miles ahead there's a turn-off to the left. 
If you don't mind going out of your way a few minutes, there's a telephone." 
Hank watched for her reaction, hoping that she would agree. The trip would 
be far more pleasant if she cooperated from the start, he thought. 

"Not at all. I know what a nuisance car trouble can be when you're trying to 
get somewhere. If you like, I'll take you into Santa Cruz. We shouldn't be 
too far from there." Ann thought she'd like the company for at least that 
distance. 

"Is that where you're headed, Santa Cruz?" Hank wanted to find out as much 
about Ann as possible. 

"No, I'm going on to Pebble Beach, but Santa Cruz isn't out of my way," Ann 
replied cheerfully. She glanced over at the handsome hitchhiker next to her, 
and she noticed for the first time that his eyes were nearly black. He 
smiled pleasantly, and she felt like he was able to look right through her. 
She found herself wondering if he knew John. 

"It would be closer and save time if I called, but thanks for offering," he 
said in a low voice. He couldn't get over his stroke of luck on being picked 
up by such a sharp girl. 

"Are you going to college?" Ann pried suddenly, and she was sorry she 
sounded so nosy after she had said it. 

"No. Haven't for some time now. Are you in school?" Hank returned, glad that 
she had brought up personal conversation. 

"I work for a department store in San Francisco. Salesgirl, you know! No big 
deal," Ann said, a little ashamed of her position. She was reminded of her 
destination, and she felt her nerves tense up at the thought. 

"That's great!" Hank said quickly, his tone enthusiastic. "I'll bet you 
outsell everyone in your department, otherwise you wouldn't be so modest!" 

It was true, and her passenger's words made her feel more relaxed than she 
had been all morning. It was as if he thought her position important, and 
that was something no one ever made her think. She could only smile, but it 
was a smile of confidence. 

"Do your folks live in Pebble Beach?" Hank questioned. He wanted to appear 
like he was only making small talk, and he was apparently successful, as Ann 
responded right away. 

"No, my parents are dead," Ann said. Then she added quickly, "Have been for 
two years now. I'm going there to meet my boyfriend's parents, and to tell 
you the truth, I'm nervous as hell about it!" The words just came out, but 
Ann didn't want to talk about her parents. Invariably such talk always 
killed a conversation, so she had blurted out what was really on her mind to 
change the subject. 

"I understand," Hank said quickly, even though he didn't. "That sort of 
meeting can get way out of proportion in your mind, you know." He talked on, 
but his mind was working over the fact of her dead parents. He wondered if 
she had any close relatives, and he began to think he was even luckier than 
he had thought to begin with. 

"Yes, I suppose so. I think I'm more frightened of where they live, than 
anything else. Seems a little out of my class, I guess," Ann said. She 
didn't understand why she found it so easy to talk with Hank, a perfect 
stranger, but she figured that it was his being a stranger that made it so 
simple. Anyway, he seemed terribly understanding, and a good listener too. 

"Don't you have a brother or sister, someone close that could have made the 
trip with you?" Hank probed. "Pebble Beach is no big deal, believe me!" he 
added. 

"I'm one of those odd-balls without any relatives, but I consider that an 
advantage!" Ann laughed. The man's words were so reassuring, she couldn't 
help but liking him. He had made her feel better in just a few minutes of 
conversation. "Hey, you better give me warning for that turn-off, or I'll 
drive right on past!" 

"It's not much further now," Hank said confidently. It was all too good to 
be true, and he smiled, imagining the reaction Todd would make when seeing 
Ann. He would certainly want to do something to pass the time of the trip, 
so Hank decided that he would take the time out right then to be the first. 
Just looking at her made his cock twitch in his pants, and he was determined 
to take care of that before making the long drive. 

"What do you do for a living?" Ann questioned suddenly, interrupting Hank's 
thoughts. 

"Huh? Oh, banking! Dull stuff, very dull!" Hank said, and he wanted to laugh 
at his private little joke. The car he had stolen ran out of gas for a very 
good reason, as he had exactly twenty-one cents in his pocket. He had hoped 
to make it to the meeting point with Todd, but he had been unsuccessful in 
milking out the last few necessary miles. He had thought he was in for a run 
of bad luck until this young blonde honey picked him up! 

"Why do you say that? Seems to me it would be interesting." Ann felt like 
she should re-direct the conversation, as talking about her destination 
seemed pointless. 

"Routine! That's the problem," Hank said, then he raised his hand and 
pointed. "There's the turn-off, just up ahead on the left!" He had been up 
the road many times before, and it was easily recognizable to him. 

"Yes, I see it," Ann said, and she stepped on the brake to slow down. The 
place was a little hard to see, and she was sure she would have driven right 
past it if Hank hadn't pointed it out. Turning hard to the left, she wheeled 
the car into the narrow road moving slowly. There were trees all around, and 
she waited for Hank to direct her. It didn't seem to go anywhere except up 
toward the hills. 

"It's up always, not far!" Hank said, anxious for Ann to hurry up. She was 
driving at a snail's pace, as if afraid the road would disappear out from 
under her. The undergrowth had become much thicker since the last time Hank 
had been there, and he wondered if Ann would become suspicious. It was only 
too obvious to him that the road was rarely traveled on, but Ann kept 
driving, her face not showing any sign of suspicion. 

"This is a beautiful spot. Do you know someone living up here?" Ann 
questioned. She knew that a telephone around there had to be in a private 
residence, as the road looked like nothing more than a private drive. 

"Yes, that's right," Hank lied. He knew that the road had been built years 
in the past, a part of a logging trail that was no longer used. The paving 
stopped about a mile above the highway, and from there on it used to be 
nothing but a dirt road. The dirt road had since disappeared under thick 
brush, and from the looks of it, it was apparent that the paved part was 
soon going to experience the same fate. He was glad it was still drivable, 
however, as he wanted plenty of privacy for what he planned to do with Ann. 

Beginning to think Hank had pointed to the wrong road, Ann slowed way down 
as the road became rougher. The foliage was so thick in places that it 
dragged along the sides of the car, and then suddenly there was no more 
road. The car was headed for thick brush at the opposite end of a small 
clearing surrounded by trees, and the pavement abruptly ended. 

"Wow! I think you got the wrong road!" Ann exclaimed as she brought the car 
to a sudden stop. They were above the fog, and the sun filtered down through 
tall redwoods. Ann couldn't help thinking it was a nice mistake, but she 
started to maneuver the car around so she could head back. 

"No, this is right!" Hank said as he reached over and casually switched off 
the ignition. He kept the key in his hand, slipping them into his pocket as 
if they belonged to him. 

"Hey! What're you doing! There isn't any house around here!" Ann said 
throwing her arms out in gestured emphasis. The hitchhiker was smiling 
pleasantly, and she didn't realize yet that she had any reason to be afraid 
of his actions. 

"You're right, there isn't! But, you'll have to admit, it's a nice spot for 
being alone!" he said, his smile twisting into a lewd grin. 

Ann turned to look directly at the man next to her in the car, and the 
expression on his face told her that she was suddenly in trouble. He was up 
to something, and she was sure that it had to do with sex. 

"Give me the keys, please! This is a nice spot, but I do have to get to 
Pebble Beach, remember?" Ann tried to keep her voice cool and calm, but the 
tiniest cracking sound seemed to underscore her words. She hoped that he was 
only trying her out. That he had somehow gotten the idea that she was 
interested in sex, and she was determined to show him that he was wrong, 
dead wrong! 

"Well, baby, I'm afraid you're going to have your visit to Pebble Beach put 
off for awhile. That should make you happy! Now you don't have to worry 
about it! Right!" Hank was getting a kick out of the expressions crossing 
the blonde's pretty young face as he spoke, and he knew that she didn't 
quite believe him, at least she didn't want to believe him. 

"The only thing that's going to make me happy is having the car keys. Now 
I'm serious, dammit!" Ann felt her adrenaline flowing, and she was beginning 
to get mad! He had one hell of a nerve leading her up a deserted road after 
she had stopped to help him on the highway! "Give me the keys!" Ann yelled 
at the top of her lungs. 

"Shut up, you spoiled little bitch!" Hank said softly, but his hand came up 
like a streak of lightning, slapping her squarely on the side of her face. 

"Ooohh!" Ann was stunned by the stinging sensation on her left cheek. His 
hand had moved so fast she thought it should have knocked her head off, but 
he had done something that only resulted in a whip-like blow. She was more 
surprised than hurt, but her defenses began to shatter and she could only 
whimper and plead instead of demanding. 

"Pleaseeee ... I have to get to ... Whyyyy did you do thattttt!" 

"You'd better understand one thing right now! If you're going to shout and 
demand anything from me, you won't be getting back in this car! Do you 
understand me?" Hank said calmly. His voice was almost too controlled, and 
the thought struck Ann that he might be an insane maniac. 

"I ... I didn't mean to shout. ... You scared me, and ... Pleaseeee let me 
go!" Ann pleaded, fear beginning to get the better of her. 

"Get out of the car. Cooperation is the key to your survival!" Hank had no 
real intention of finishing her, but he felt that the threat on her life was 
going to prove necessary in the long run. Somehow he felt that she was going 
to come in very handy on the trip, and he wanted to keep her under control. 

Ann hesitated for only a moment, but when she saw the shoulder holster Hank 
was wearing as he took off his coat, she opened the door immediately. Was it 
possible he would kill her, she thought? Visions of her bloodied body lying 
in the brush at the edge of the clearing filled her brain, and she 
immediately shut them out, the thought making her shiver uncontrollably. She 
thought to run then, but that notion was quickly rejected as she looked 
around. She wouldn't get very far on foot, and a bullet could run much 
faster than she even imagined. She felt somewhat relieved when the 
hitchhiker got out of the passenger side, the shoulder holster left on the 
front seat with his jacket. Her relief was only momentary, as he was 
beginning to unbutton his shirt, starting to get undressed! 

"What do you want of me?" Ann whimpered, backing away from him as he 
approached her. He walked calmly around the car, his mouth still twisted in 
a lewd grin, but the tone of his voice was almost reassuring. 

"I won't hurt you, baby. We're going to be together for a while, so we might 
just as well get to know each other now as later!" His voice was so 
understanding, that Ann stopped retreating from him. He walked to within a 
couple of feet of her, then he too stopped. Ann searched his eyes for some 
indication of his motives, what it was he was talking about. Why was she 
going to be with him for a while? 

"I ... don't understand! What do you mean?" Ann said, her voice calmer than 
before. Hank stopped unbuttoning his shirt having reached the last button, 
and he looked directly into her eyes". 

"I need your car, and since you come with it, I might as well have you too!" 
As he spoke, he was loosening the top of his pants, and like an exclamation 
point to his sentence, he suddenly let them drop down around his ankles. 
Instinctively, Ann lowered her eyes even though he was wearing underpants, 
but then she suddenly focused on the object strapped around his lower leg. 
It was a long bladed knife, and she again felt the fear she had felt on 
seeing the holster. 

"Please, don't touch me! I'm engaged to be married! I can't do anything, 
please!" Ann was searching for the magic words that would make the awful 
nightmare disappear, but she knew that it was all real, too real. 

"I'm not going to marry you! Don't worry! I just want to fuck you!" the 
hitchhiker said, a comic tone in his voice. "You're about the best looking 
piece I've seen in ages! What do you expect?" He was serious. 

It was a long moment before his words sank in, but then Ann shuddered from 
his vile choice of description. Oddly, in spite of the terrible situation 
she was in, she felt pleased by his crude compliment of her looks, but then 
the reality of her predicament hit home hard. He was going to rape her! 

"Oh, God, pleaseeee! I'm a virgin! I've never had..." Ann suddenly feared 
the loss of virginity more than her own life. At least it seemed like the 
most reasonable explanation for not wanting to go along with his demands. 
She simply couldn't let him do it to her, since she had to arrive at John's 
parents a pure woman. She had held back John for that reason, and now the 
same thing applied to the stranger she had picked up! It was the only logic 
that remained in her confused mind. 

"A virgin! I don't mind," he said simply, and his comment thoroughly 
confused Ann. She stood there dumbfounded as he stepped out of his pants and 
then walked back to her car. He reached into the back seat, and a moment 
later he came up with a blanket. 

"What you doing with this?" Hank questioned holding the blanket up at her. 

"Sometimes my legs get cold..." Ann was telling the truth, but Hank only 
laughed as he spread it out on the ground beside the car. He sat down on it 
then, and he began to remove his shoes and socks. He left the menacing blade 
strapped to his right leg. 

"Take off your clothes, dammit!" Hank yelled suddenly, and it snapped Ann 
out of the trance she had fallen in. It was all true! He was deadly serious 
about raping her! 

"I can't. ... Please don't make me do it!" Ann pleaded, but before the words 
stopped ringing in her ears, his hand was on the knife. He was crouched like 
a tiger ready to spring, and Ann felt a horrible fear creep over her nerves. 
Knives terrified her, and she was afraid to even see the blade come 
unsheathed. 

"If you want to be difficult, I can change your mind!" Hank said with 
finality, and sunk his fist hard into her belly. "Ooomph, God!" Ann grunted 
as she doubled up and fell to her knees. 

"NO! Please! Wait! ... I'll ... " Ann lowered her head, and like an 
automaton, she grabbed the lowest button of her sweater. It was like making 
a count-down as each button pushed through the material to become undone, 
and it was her fingers doing it. Her long blonde hair fell forward, the tips 
just reaching the points of her round, large breasts, and as she slipped out 
of her sweater, she, still on her knees, almost unconsciously flipped her 
hair back. She caught herself, realizing that only her bra covered her naked 
upper torso, and she left it on hoping that a miracle would occur. 

"Come on, come on!" Hank said impatiently. Ann rose to her feet and was only 
a few feet from where he sat on the blanket, and he was anxious to get a 
hold of her luscious looking tits. "Get 'em off, or you're going to be 
sorry!" he added threateningly. 

Ann whimpered silently, knowing from the pain in her belly from the blow he 
had given her that there was no escaping the inevitable, and she unbuttoned 
the catch at the side of her short skirt, letting it fall down the length of 
her long, tapering legs to the ground. She didn't want to look up and see 
his hungry eyes, but she could feel them, as if they were actually burning 
holes through her scant panties and brassiere. It was lewd and debasing, but 
she couldn't stand the thought of having that long bladed knife even waved 
at her in a threatening manner much less cutting in the soft whiteness of 
her skin. Yet, because he hadn't touched her intimately yet, she still felt 
there was some chance of her being saved. Maybe someone else would drive up 
the road and see them, she thought, but then she knew that such a 
possibility was very unlikely. 

Without looking at the man, Ann reached as slowly as possible around her 
back, until she felt the hooks holding her bra over her full breasts. She 
stretched the elastic backing, then loosened the three hooks one at a time, 
but she had to let them go. The bra fell from her breasts like it was 
propelled, and the round firm mounds of flesh stood out naked and proud from 
her body. A strange feeling came over her when she saw that the pink nipples 
were hard and erect, like icing on the cake, and she knew they were getting 
involuntarily excited by the mere fact of being naked in front of a strange 
man. She glanced up just as the hitchhiker stood up next to her, and she 
blushed when she saw the expression on his face. He was staring directly at 
her naked breasts, his mouth open as though surprised by what he saw. 

"Damn they're beautiful!" Hank said, and he reached out to touch them, 
making sure they were real. Ann started to lurch back, but he caught her arm 
with his strong left hand while his right squeezed the soft flesh of her 
tit. 

"Ooouu! Pleaseeeeee! God, I ... " The words caught in her throat as she felt 
the exciting sensation of his fondling fingers closing around the tip of her 
nipple. Suddenly her legs felt like they were going to fall out from under 
her body, and she collapsed heavily into his arms. His response was 
instantaneous as he caught and lifted her into his strong arms, then gently 
lowered her near naked body onto the blanket. When her head rested against 
the ground beneath the blanket, Ann opened her eyes again, and not inches 
away were the dark orbs of his eyes. He was smiling broadly, and she groaned 
and closed her eyes tightly as he leaned forward to kiss her. For a moment 
it almost felt like she was being kissed by John, as his mouth seemed to 
work hers open, and his lips pressed fully against hers as his tongue shot 
into the warmth of her throat. It caught Ann by surprise, and she responded 
unconsciously, uncertain whether it was to save her life or please her body, 
by sucking and nibbling lightly on his tongue. His fingers continued playing 
skillfully with the erect tip of her breast, his thumb and forefinger 
rolling it sensationally between them. Her whole body was reacting just like 
it had in John's car the last time she had been with him, only it wasn't her 
fianc' making her excited. She was being raped, or at least that was what it 
was supposed to be, she thought. 

The hitchhiker was naked except for his underpants, and he was stretched out 
on the blanket beside her, his body pressing against her. 

Ann snapped out of her reverie when she felt the hardness that pushed out 
from his underpants against her naked thighs. The pressure of it against her 
flesh was so great, she was sure she could feel the blood pumping through 
it. She was again reminded of the last night she was with John, and she 
remembered how she had thought his cock would split her in half. And, this 
man's penis seemed to be even bigger than John's, she realized with horror! 

Suddenly Ann found herself struggling to get free of the hitchhiker's grip, 
and she twisted her mouth away from his kiss. "Stop! Please, stop! I can't 
let you do it! You'll kill me! Oh, God! Pleaseeeeeeee!" Ann struggled as he 
seemed to be all over her body, every pore being touched by some part of him 
in preparation for a final assault on her virgin pussy. She couldn't let 
that happen, not if she was ever going to face John or his family! She had 
to stop him before it was too late! In desperation, Ann tried to raise her 
knees up, thinking she might knock him out, but the best she could do was 
lift one leg far enough to have it trapped back by Hank's quick legs. He had 
her helplessly pinned down to the ground, her position even worse than it 
had been. 

"I'm going to fuck you, and you're going to make it good!" Hank said in a 
slow, deliberate voice. The underlying threat was ever present, and Ann 
could only sob as the full weight of her fate welled up in her mind. Turning 
her head to one side, Ann stared out at the surrounding brush and trees, the 
silent witnesses to the end of her virginity, she thought. There was no one 
coming to save her, she realized, and she closed her eyes tightly, seeking 
the strength to withstand the stranger's assault. He might succeed in 
fucking her body, but she was determined not to feel any of it! She was not 
going to let his kisses excite her! If he was going to rape her, she was 
determined to show no response! 

Hank felt Ann's body relax, her resistance to his assault easing up, and he 
knew exactly what was happening. He chuckled lightly to himself as he 
carefully examined her full round breasts. They were like two white 
mountains, firm and solid, and the pink caps were hardened and pointing 
straight up at him. He was amazed that they didn't sag as he had thought 
they would, and he again closed his hand around one. Ann didn't make a sound 
as he opened his mouth and took the pink nipple inside. He closed his hot 
lips slowly around the hardened bud, while his tongue rolled wetly across 
it. Then he sucked the tip of her breast into his mouth, biting down on it 
with his sharp teeth. 

"Ooouu!" The helpless girl tried to contain her cry, but it seemed to come 
out of her mouth in spite of her efforts. She felt a flashing sensation dart 
through her chest and down to her belly, and her pleasure response was 
automatic. It was as if a fire had been ignited in her womb, and she jerked 
her legs against the tight grip Hank maintained over her. She tried to 
ignore the lewdly rising sensations, but he didn't stop or even ease up for 
a moment. He sucked hungrily on her breasts as his teeth took hot little 
nips at the sensitive tip, and the flashes of pleasure ran wildly over all 
the nerves in her body, beyond her control. 

Hank wanted to laugh as he felt Ann's resistance breaking down even more, 
and he placed the flat of his hand against her smooth belly to feel for the 
elastic band top of her panties. He found the beginnings of light curling 
fuzz as he worked his fingers toward her pubic mound, and he visualized the 
sparse patch of her pubic hair as his fingers inched closer and closer to 
the narrow slit of her young cunt. Extending his middle finger like a 
pointer, he found the firm lips of her pussy, and forcing them apart, he 
pressed his finger against the hardened tip of her clitoris. 

"Ooooouuuuuuuu!" Ann clamped her mouth shut as the electric bolt of pleasure 
shot up her spine from the pressure of flesh making contact with her nerve 
ending. The sensations in her body were betraying her mind, and for a moment 
she forgot that she was being forced. All she could think of was having that 
pleasure-giving finger twisting and turning over her sensitized clit, 
pressing into her vagina until she could hardly keep from screaming with 
joy! She wrapped her arms around the man's head, his face still pressed 
against her breast, and she held him tightly as his finger played over her 
moistened vagina. 

Knowing that Ann was getting caught up in the sensations of his teasing 
mouth and hands, Hank held back doing what he was anxious to do. He wanted 
to get a close look at her virgin pussy, to clearly see what he was feeling 
with his finger, but he hesitated in the hope that he could arouse her 
beyond the point of any resistance. He continued sucking on her breast while 
he worked his middle finger down the narrow, hair-lined slit of her pussy. 
Feeling the moisture from her lubricating fluid, he dipped his finger toward 
the virginal orifice, and finding it, pushed the tip inside the tight, hot 
passage. The elastic-like opening resisted him for a moment, then gave way 
to his unrelenting pressure, and his extended finger slid smoothly up the 
warm, tight channel until the palm of his hand was pressed against her cunt. 

"Ooooooohhhhhhh ... God!" Ann exclaimed loudly as the sensation raced 
through her body to her brain. Who it was holding her to the ground, was 
completely forgotten. It could as well have been her fianc''s finger probing 
down between her thighs, as the obscenely beautiful sensation was all that 
dominated her mind for the moment. It felt too good to resist, and she 
wiggled her buttocks as the finger fucked into her. 

His cock twitched as he felt the tightness of her cunt around his finger, 
and Hank didn't want to wait any longer. If Ann started resisting his 
actions, he could take care of her easily enough. His knife was strapped to 
his leg still, and he was sure just threatening to use it would be enough. 
Raising his head from her saliva-soaked breast, Hank moved his mouth down 
over her smooth flat belly, and with his left hand, he pulled at the filmy 
material of her panties. 

Ann was lost in a helpless passionate daze, as she lifted her buttocks from 
the blanket to make the removal of her panties easier, and Hank quickly slid 
them down over her firm thighs to her feet. He almost laughed aloud when her 
naked legs kicked her panties away, then spread her legs apart as if 
inviting him to do as he pleased. She Was completely naked and open, and 
Hank paused to look at the sheer sensuality of her virgin body. He had never 
had any girl as pure, yet sexually arousing like this innocent young blonde 
and he shifted his eyes to the delicate blonde hair that covered her young 
vagina. His cock jerked with excitement from just the sight of her, and he 
rolled in between her outstretched legs as he pulled his finger from her 
warm, wet passage. 

Ann thought her heart was pounding inside her brain as she felt the 
passionate juices flowing through her naked body. She could feel the noon 
sun breaking through the fog and warming her exposed flesh, and knowing that 
her vagina was openly naked for this complete stranger, only made her 
excitement greater. Her body was in a state of arousal she had never known 
possible, and she just couldn't find the strength to care who it was giving 
her such pleasure. Then, when the long middle finger pulled from the 
tightness of her pussy, she wondered what form of pleasure would befall her 
next? 

Pressing his thumbs into the lips of her vagina, Hank slowly parted the 
hair-lined slit until the pink, moist flesh was open to his gaze. The erect 
bud of her clitoris was throbbing with excitement, and leaning close, he 
flicked his tongue teasingly out at it. 

"Aagg! Ooooooouuuuuuu! Godddddd!" Ann moaned loudly as she felt the pleasure 
of his tongue whipping at her sensitive nerve end. It was what she had been 
expecting in the back of her mind, and her entire body reacted by tingling 
at every nerve. She had visions of the last Thursday night in John's car, 
and she felt she was there again, being subjected to the sensational oral 
fucking of her loins. She spread her legs out wider, opening herself to more 
and more of the fantastic pleasures. 

Hank gleefully rolled his tongue around the throbbing hard bud, and he 
thought Ann's transition from a sobbing young innocent to a lusting bitch 
was remarkable. She exuded sexuality, and he was bringing all of it out of 
her. Opening his mouth, he pressed his lips around the tiny clit and sucked 
it into his wetness. Her scent was fantastic, and he clamped his teeth down 
on her clit, making her yell loudly with excitement. Her cry was so loud, 
Hank almost stopped as his natural instinct told him. Then he remembered 
that he was miles from any intruders, that he was not in danger of being 
discovered, and he bit his teeth down again. His cock pounded with the 
pressure of his fast flowing blood, and his balls felt like they were filled 
to near bursting with his sperm. He knew he would have to fuck her soon or 
he would cum all over her legs and thighs. Spreading the lips of her cunt 
out wider with his thumbs, Hank lifted his head from her clit, then ran his 
wet tongue down the pink, moist valley toward the opening of her vagina. 
Finding it, he pressed his mouth against the warm flesh, and using his 
tongue like a hot probe, he flicked it out at the tight orifice. Feeling the 
girl respond, he plunged his tongue down the tight passage, burrowing into 
her depths like a snake into the earth. Stretching his tongue out as far as 
possible, he licked at the smooth wet walls, tasting the warm, pungent heat 
of her passion while his mind filled with lewd images of all the things they 
could do to her the next few days. 

"OOOooooouuuuu! ... Ooohhhhhhhhhh! ... Uuuugghhhhhhh!" Ann felt her belly 
rippled with the burning sensation of mounting passion. She was becoming 
delirious from the insane pleasure of his fucking tongue as it drove 
furiously in and out of her flaming cunt. It was what she had been denied 
when she was last with John, and she ground her ass around and around in 
wanton enjoyment of the oral fucking of her genitals. She didn't care about 
her virginity any longer, nor who it was that would take it from her. What 
counted above all else was having her cunt kissed until she exploded into 
the senselessness of orgasm. 

"Yeesssss! Ohhh, God! Yeeessssss!" Ann shouted, not really knowing her own 
voice. She wouldn't have imagined she could ever approve of such vile, dirty 
actions, but the demanding fire in her belly was raging to be put out! Then, 
suddenly, the pleasure-giving tongue was gone. 

"Don't stop! Pleaseeeeee!" Ann shouted, and then she choked back her words. 
Hank had raised his face up from her fiery passage and quickly leaned over 
her aroused young body, hovering above her like a fox ready to run wild. His 
own strong thighs were keeping her legs spread wide apart, and his hands 
held her shoulders pinned to the ground. The expression on his face told her 
that he was ready to do what he had promised, and she was momentarily 
transfixed by the lewd grin that spread across his face as his tongue licked 
away her pussy juices from his lips. Ann wanted to shout, but nothing seemed 
to be able to come out of her throat as she gasped. Raising her head up 
slightly to avoid his gaze, Ann's eyes fell on the erect shaft protruding 
from his suddenly naked body. His underpants were gone, and she could now 
clearly see the hard, rigid column of his penis pointing directly at her 
helplessly exposed vagina. It looked menacing as it throbbed, seeming to 
grow even longer right before her eyes, and suddenly she was snapped back to 
reality! He was going to rape her! He was going to drive the huge, blunt rod 
into her virgin pussy, even though she would die from it! In desperation, 
Ann tried to twist away, but Hank held her tightly, preventing any 
possibility of escape. He just stared down at her defenseless pussy like a 
wild animal ready to feast on its prey, and Ann was horrified! 

"Pleaseeeeee!. . . Wait! ... I'll ... Do anything!. . . Give you money ... 
Pleaseeeee!" Ann pleaded to no avail, as she saw that he was determined to 
do with her as he willed. She was convinced that his huge cock would tear 
her vagina apart, splitting her whole body in half like so much naked flesh, 
yet at the same time his coolness fascinated her. She couldn't deny the heat 
in her lower belly, and she was strangely aware of the blood-filled column 
that could give her the fulfillment she wanted. She had never before really 
seen a man's penis erect, and despite her horrible position, she found 
herself examining it. The long column stood out from a black tangle of pubic 
hair, and it was lined with veins its whole length, with the exception of 
the tip. The head end looked rubbery-like and purple, and the dilated slit 
at the tip seemed to have fluid tucked just inside. She remembered the fluid 
she had felt in her hand that night with John, and she shifted her gaze to 
the twin distended sacs containing his sperm. The two balls held by the 
hairy sac were clearly defined and seemed to throb, and she imagined how it 
would feel to have the whole length of his cock buried inside her womb as 
the sperm was released from those balls. In spite of her fear, Ann felt her 
belly jerk several times from her lewd thoughts. Then she remembered that 
she would no longer be a virgin either, and she looked up at his face as he 
shifted his weight over her. 

"Please! I can't take you! It's too big! How can I ever face my fianc'?" She 
was grasping for something that might make the man stop, even though she 
knew there was nothing. Her words seemed to drift out into the noon air like 
useless waves of energy, and Hank acted like he hadn't heard a thing she 
said. 

Shifting his weight to one side, Hank took his long shaft in his hand, and 
moving his hips forward, he forced the rubbery head into the soft folds of 
her vagina. The warmth of her virgin cunt made his cock twitch with urgency, 
and he hurriedly moved it up and down in the unprotected little slit, 
parting the hair-lined lips that protected the tiny throbbing mouth of her 
pussy. Ann moaned when the tip of his penis brushed against the end of her 
clitoris, but he was beyond hearing anything. His mind was concentrated on 
only one thing, and that was to fuck his lust-hardened cock into the sweet 
young cunt that was nakedly open underneath him. When he had it positioned 
over the opening of her passage, he rolled over her body, readying himself 
to drive his excited member quickly inside her. For Hank it was all very 
simple. The stupid little bitch had stopped to give him a ride, and now he 
was going to take it! 

Knowing that the naked man on top of her was beyond being reasoned with, Ann 
nonetheless tried once more to plead for mercy. It was not a matter of her 
virginity anymore, but she felt it was necessary to save her whole body from 
being split wide open. The blunt head of his penis seemed impossibly big, 
and she was sure it would never fit inside her helplessly exposed cunt, yet 
she was half resigned to her fate, as there was no stopping this stranger 
from fucking her. The pressure against her moistly pulsating pussy became 
greater and greater, until finally Ann thought she was going to pass out 
from fear of how it would feel when he rammed it deep up inside her. 

"Oh, wait! ... Pleaseeee! ... I ... Can't ... Take it! Aaagghhhh!" Ann 
begged as Hank pushed with unrelenting force against her cunt. It was like a 
tight elastic band that would not give way to his pressure, but he continued 
pushing his hips forward, forcing his cock hard into the opening of her 
cunt. He spread his knees out to force Ann's legs out wider, and he knew the 
moment was at hand as his cock suddenly, with a slight wet noise, popped 
inside the clasping entrance to her defensively clenched cunt. 

"AAAAaaagggghhhhhhhhh!" Ann closed her eyes as she felt the heat of flashing 
pain dashing through her body like a thousand missiles. Her vagina was 
stretched impossibly wide as it opened to take in the huge head of his 
penis, the pain unbearable as he gained entrance to her virgin cunt. It was 
no longer virgin, she thought, and suddenly she was enraged in spite of the 
terrifying pain. She tried to escape from his assault, squirming her 
buttocks down into the blanket in a desperate effort to back away from him, 
and she wanted to get her arms free of his hold to strike out at him for 
what he was doing. He would surely kill her if he went any deeper, she 
thought, and she squirmed fruitlessly, trying vainly to dig her buttocks 
down into the hard ground. But there was no escaping him. Her movements only 
seemed to make her position worse than ever, and looking down over the tips 
of her breasts, she could see that only an inch of his huge column had 
penetrated her defenseless body. She felt it was hopeless, and she resigned 
herself to what she thought would certainly be her death. 

Ann's struggle to get away from his lunging cock made Hank laugh, and he 
held her tightly against the blanket, her movements only exciting him more. 
The sensitive nerve at the head end of his penis was sending signals of 
pleasure down the length of his blood-filled shaft to his groin, and he 
thought he might squirt his heated load right then and there if he didn't 
thrust further into her virgin cunt. He was fully aware of the pain that Ann 
was experiencing, but he figured that was the way she wanted it. Hell, a 
girl had to be busted in once, he thought, and he flexed his cock 
preparatory to driving in deeper. The instant he felt her tension ease up, 
he lunged hard forward, sinking his cock another inch down into her vainly 
resisting cuntal passage. 

"NNnnnnnnooooooo! Aaaaggghhhhhhhhh!" The pain was even worse than she had 
imagined possible, and Ann felt like she was finally going to faint into 
oblivion. She felt lost, and all of her resistance completely broke down as 
she relaxed to face the end. When the hitchhiker thrust forward again, 
driving his cock even deeper into her cunt, the pain was far less, but Ann 
was not consciously aware that it had subsided. The agonizing pain of his 
initial entry was still dominating her mind, and her anger over being raped 
like that kept her mind spinning. She was determined not to let her body 
betray her again. He was not to have any satisfaction from knowing that she 
might enjoy his brutal attack on her virginity, and she closed off the fire 
that still burned deep in her womb from her mind. What she really wanted to 
do was find the means to get back at him, to make him feel the shame and 
humiliation that she felt at that moment. He was denying her the one thing 
she had held onto dearly, the one thing that she felt would make it possible 
for her to be accepted by her fianc''s parents, her virginity! What would be 
far worse, would be for her to enjoy this stranger's vile assault on her 
body, so Ann tried with all her might to shut out the rising sensation that 
couldn't be stopped. 

The tight, velvety pussy around his cock was sending such wild sensations 
through his body, Hank thought he would explode at any moment. He could only 
think to get his cock all the way inside this hot little bitch before he 
shot his cum, and he shoved hard forward, driving his cock down the tight 
tunnel toward the maximum depths of her newly stretched vagina. He slammed 
down her passage like a rampant bull in heat, his cock sizzling the juices 
of her lubricating fluid with his tremendous speed. 

"A a a g g g h h! Uuuuuuggghhhhhhhh!" The complete penetration came so 
suddenly, with such severity, that Ann didn't know what hit her. She 
visualized the impact of a body being slammed to the ground from ten stories 
up, and she tensed against the final humiliating blow. For an instant she 
felt suspended in air, floating dream-like above the earth, and then as if 
her whole world had suddenly crashed down, she recognized the aching pain 
deep in her womb as being caused by the head of his penis pressing into her 
cervix. The full length of her passage had been penetrated by a man's hard 
lusting cock, and her virginity was no more. With thoughts of having to face 
John with her unfaithful condition spinning in her head, Ann raised her eyes 
to see their lewdly joined bodies. Hank's black pubic hair was entangled in 
her own light fuzziness, his groin pressed hard against her widespread cunt, 
and it staggered her imagination to think that his mammoth cock was buried 
all the way up inside her stomach. 

Hank had never been so aroused by a girl before, and he had to consciously 
fight off his immediate urge to cum. The tremendous pressure in his balls 
made them throb with wanted release, and he knew that he couldn't hold back 
for long. There was just something exciting about the slow, triumphant 
process of fucking a girl for the first time. Flexing his cock to make it 
even larger, Ann moaned as he gave her time to adjust to his size. He stared 
down into her eyes, knowing that she wasn't really seeing anything, and he 
decided right then that he would give her a fucking she would never forget. 
Todd was probably a nervous wreck, but he was just going to have to wait 
until he, Hank, blew his nuts deep up in this spoiled little virgin's 
wide-stretched pussy. 

Very slowly, Hank began to withdraw his penis from the newly stretched 
vaginal passage, and he raised his hips up until only the head end of his 
cock remained in her cunt. He was anxious to begin the rhythmic in and out 
motion of sexual contact, but he felt he could hold back long enough to 
bring the whimpering young blonde along with him. She seemed to be aware of 
what he was doing then, so he smoothly ground his hardened rod back inside 
the depths of her tightly squeezing womb. 

"Oohhhh! Pleassseeeee!" Ann cried as she felt his cock pushing deep inside 
her belly again, but she was fully aware this time that the pain was gone. A 
dull ache was all that was left of his first plunge, but then he was being 
more gentle. She was fully expecting him to start an unmerciful drive in and 
out of her battered pussy, and when he didn't, she became confused. He 
wasn't going fast enough to make it easy for her to shut him out, but 
instead, she was beginning to feel a new intensity of obscene, unwanted 
desire grow within her. In some ways she didn't want to deny it, but she 
couldn't forget that she was being robbed and plundered of her precious 
virginity by a complete stranger who took what he wanted without any thought 
of her. She was angry for that, but the fire in her belly had become 
demanding too. 

Hank rolled his hips in a steady motion, thrusting his cock in short teasing 
strokes to re-ignite the passion that he knew Ann had locked deep up inside 
her puritanical little mind. She had been like a wanton whore when he had 
tongue fucked her pussy, and he was determined to have her the same with his 
cock. Shoving his hips forward in a smooth downward thrust, Hank felt the 
tight, warm walls of her cunt wrap wetly around the length of his hardened 
column. He began to increase the tempo of his drive, making each successive 
stroke longer and harder, and she began to answer. He heard tiny whimpers 
from deep in her throat at first, and then when he drove his cock down her 
clasping passage, she began to answer his thrust by timidly raising her hips 
up. It was happening slowly, but she was beginning to respond to his 
fucking, and Hank stared down at her, taking in all of her sensualness. Her 
long blonde hair was spilled haphazardly over the blanket, serving as a 
golden frame for the simple beauty of her face. Her sensual lipstick-rimmed 
lips were slightly parted, and Hank wondered if she knew how hot her tongue 
looked when she licked them? It was enough to drive him crazy, he thought, 
and he shifted his eyes down between their joined bodies. Her young pink 
cunt was clasped tightly around his blood-filled cock as he plunged it wetly 
into the heated depths between her thighs. His black pubic hair contrasted 
with the white smoothness of her inner thighs, and his groin seemed to 
flatten out the softness of her loins as he pushed harder against her. When 
he withdrew his cock, her pussy seemed to want to suck it back inside, the 
flesh rolling out with his cock reluctantly, and then it would fold neatly 
back inside when he drove his cock home. Her legs were spread out wide, no 
longer squeezing against his hips in an effort to fend him off, and when he 
reached the end of his downstroke, his balls would slap heavily into the 
nakedness of her upturned buttocks with a loud fleshy smack. Ann started to 
squeal with each thrust of his throbbing cock, and Hank looked up to see her 
breasts quivering from the force of his long probes. The pink nipples at the 
tips were like diamond hard chips, and she had begun to roll her head from 
side to side, only much more deliberately. It was the motions of ecstasy, 
not agony, that was moving her body now, he thought. The hitchhiker picked 
up the rhythm of his fucking, feeling that his cum was on the brink of 
reminding him it was there, and wildly anxious to shoot out! 

Confused by the emotions that had taken over her total being, Ann rolled her 
head back and forth in a vain effort to make sense out of the lewd 
sensations swirling around in her body. The gradual increase of rhythmic 
pulsations in her vagina was all new to her, and she wasn't sure if it was 
out of anger or passion that her body responded that way. She was very much 
aware of the fact that it wasn't the way she had intended to lose her 
virginity, but regardless, she found the experience more than stimulating. 
Somewhere in her mind she told herself to learn from what was happening, and 
she opened her eyes wide to look at the stranger's huge driving penis. She 
was surprised to see how red and glistening it looked as it sucked itself 
wetly from the depths of her womb, and when he plunged inside again, she 
could see the sac containing his balls slap into her upturned buttocks just 
before his cock completely filled her vagina. It was the most erotic sight 
she had ever witnessed, his huge member, hard and slick, sliding in and out 
of her widespread cunt like a finger slicing through soft butter, and it hit 
with such force that she felt the pleasure wave running through her whole 
body. Every sensation in the walls of her cunt seemed to amplify as they 
traversed her nervous system, and it felt better than anything she ever 
imagined! 

A whole new awareness came to Ann's mind, and she told herself over and over 
again that she was being actually fucked by a man. His cock was fucking into 
her cunt, faster and faster, and the fantastic sensations that came from it 
were becoming more intense with each and every stroke. Her clitoris was 
beating out an electric pulsation of pleasure, as if it alone controlled her 
very being, and she was sure that it was going to become even greater, more 
intense, in its drive to bring her to the high of sensationalism. She was 
going to have an orgasm, she was sure, and she began to grind her hips, 
answering the frenzied passion of Hank's fantastic driving penis. 

"Yessss! ... Uuughh!. . . Yessssss!" Ann was completely absorbed by the 
mounting passion echoing deep within her belly, and she wiggled her cunt 
around the thick cock, eager to reach the place she had never been. Her head 
was filled with tiny lights growing brighter with each passing second, and 
she wanted to scream for the trigger that would release the ultimate 
pleasure to be pulled. 

"Ooohhh!. . . Fuckkkkkkkk! ... Yeeessss! Fuck ittttt!" It didn't seem to be 
the same girl he had started fucking a few moments before, and Hank became 
more excited by her transformation. Her cunt seemed to ripple up the length 
of his plunging shaft, bringing such titillating sensations to his groin, 
that he could no longer hold back his stirring sperm. The white-hot cum was 
suddenly screaming to race up the length of his cock, and he drove deep 
inside her clasping passage as the climactic sensation shook through his 
body. The thick purple head of his deeply buried cock seemed to grow to 
unbelievable size as the hot liquid spurted up his erect member to suddenly 
burst like a cannon shot from the tip of his suddenly wildly jerking cock. 
He fell across her spastic body, mashing his chest into the tips of her 
breasts, as his cock began to spew out salvo after salvo of his hot, living 
sperm. 

"OOOOohhhhhhhhhhhh! Ooooouuuuuuuu! Uuugghhhhhhhh!" Ann screamed as she felt 
the liquid explosion strike deep inside her passion raging belly. It was as 
if her whole body was suspended in anticipation of the action, as-suddenly 
her vagina contracted hungrily around the full length of his shaft while a 
great spasm overtook her womb. She was thrust into another world, a place of 
monumental pleasures, and her cunt erupted with all the fury of a volcano! 

"My Goddd! I'm cummmiinnnggggggg!" 

Ann threw her hips up hard against the long cock inside her cunt as the 
sensation of her orgasm tore through her sensual body. It was an ecstasy she 
hadn't even dreamed of, and with each jerking squirt of his hot cum up into 
her searing belly, felt she was rising to even greater heights. She bucked 
and rolled beneath him, her cunt squeezing and unsqueezing his 
still-throbbing penis as if to milk it of every drop of fluid, while her own 
hot liquid mixed with his cum to run thickly out around the base of his 
cock. Their pubic hair was matted down by the flowing liquid, and then it 
slowly oozed down the crevice of her upturned buttocks, across her puckered 
anus to drop wetly on the blanket beneath. 

Hank shoved hard up between Ann's sensuously quivering thighs as he thrilled 
in the lewd sensations from his ejaculating penis. It continued spewing out 
his hot sperm, filling her clasping passage with ever greater erotic spasms 
as it dashed up the length of his penis to splash wetly out the dilated tip. 
His whole body seemed to be concentrated on the firing of his cum, and he 
stayed with it until the sperm in his balls seemed to be completely drained. 
Ann was still bucking up against him, her legs thrown out wide so he could 
freely punch up into her battered cunt. Finally, Hank was drained and 
exhausted, and he relaxed to fall heavily on top of Ann's passion wracked 
body. He lay still as the spasms in her belly slowly died, his deflating 
cock still feeling the contractions of her newly probed vagina. He wanted to 
pat himself on the back for having gotten her to the point he did, 
especially since she was taken with force. He felt proud of himself, he 
thought rightly, but he was not sure how Ann was going to react once the 
passion went out of her sexy body. He figured he'd face that problem when it 
occurred. He didn't have to wait long. 

With her head still spinning from the force and intensity of her climax, Ann 
tried desperately to fill her lungs with air. It seemed like she couldn't 
get enough, and the spasms in her belly were slow to stop. But, as she came 
back to earth, she remembered where she was, and who she was with. She 
wished she was dead. His cock was still inside her pussy, and she was 
certainly now far beyond being a virgin. Tears began to roll from the 
corners of her eyes as she realized that worse than anything else, she had 
begged for it! And God! Even worse she might be pregnant from this man she 
didn't even know! 

She had let her body completely destroy reason, and she had shouted to her 
rapist to fuck her! Ann couldn't believe that she was actually human, that 
she was capable of being with normal people. Only whores would have reacted 
the way she had, she thought. Suddenly, the hitchhiker rolled off her body, 
his limp cock pulling wetly and noisily from her satiated cunt, and she 
looked up at his grinning face as he stood above her. His look made her feel 
even more degraded than ever, and she sat up without making any attempt to 
hide her nakedness. She was ready to kill him for what he had done! 

 CHAPTER 3 

"Enough playing! It's time to go!" Hank said, his eyes focused squarely on 
Ann. He could see that she was ready to lunge at him, he guessed to go for 
his knife, and he stepped toward her. "Pick up your clothes and be quick 
about it!" he added, his tone threatening. 

The look in his eyes and the sound of his voice was enough to intimidate 
Ann, and she backed off, willing to wait for the right opportunity. She was 
determined to make him pay for the humiliation and debasement he had so 
arrogantly forced upon her, but she knew that she would have to wait for the 
right moment. He was far too strong to resist, and she sheepishly obeyed his 
order. Gathering her things and the wetness of their mutual orgasm down 
between her thighs made Ann feel her nudity, and she started to put her 
clothes back on, when Hank spoke again. 

"I said to pick them up, not put them on!" He was zipping up his pants, and 
he moved toward the car without saying more. Slipping on his shoulder 
holster and jacket, Hank then picked up Ann's purse, and he rummaged through 
it hurriedly. 

"What do you want me to do with these?" Ann said calmly, her anger helping 
to control her fear. She held up the bundle of clothes in a questioning 
gesture, and Hank motioned for her to set the clothes on the front seat. 

"Is this all the money you have?" he said. "Twenty-two dollars?" He was 
still digging in her purse as if he might find a hidden jack-pot there. 

"Yes, that's all!" Ann answered emphatically. She had felt she would only 
need about half that amount for gasoline. She watched as Hank stuffed the 
money into his pocket, and she didn't care that he was taking it. He had 
already taken the most important possession she had, so the money just 
didn't seem to matter. 

"Get in the back! I've run out of patience now, so move it!" Hank said 
bitterly. The small amount of money was the only thing bad about his day, 
and he hoped that Todd had been able to hang on to something. 

Ann got into the back seat quickly, and she wondered if he was going to make 
her sit there naked. But as if in answer to her thoughts, Hank threw the 
blanket over the seat as he got behind the wheel. 

"You can cover yourself with that," he said as he started the engine. "Don't 
get any ideas about jumping out of the car, either!" he added looking back 
at her. He couldn't help smiling at the sight of her naked body, and Ann 
pulled the blanket up around her neck. Damn sexy little piece of ass he 
thought, and he backed the car up to maneuver it around. 

Ann sat silently, watching as Hank wheeled the car back and forth in the 
small clearing. Once it was pointed back down the old road she had driven 
up, he stepped on the accelerator, and sped down the narrow road. Ann looked 
back once at the clearing before it was out of sight, and she knew that she 
would always have an indelible impression of the place in her mind. It was 
the spot where she had lost her virginity, and silently admitted to herself 
that it had been exciting, even though she had been taken against her will. 

As Hank drove the car back toward the highway, Ann wondered what was going 
to happen to her. She was afraid to ask questions of Hank at that moment, as 
he seemed to be intent on concentrating on the road. She felt like reminding 
him of the penalties for kidnapping, but she knew if she said anything, she 
might find herself abandoned naked in some deserted spot. She feared that 
more than the unknown, so she decided to play a wait and see game. She hoped 
there might be an opportunity for her to get away, to get back to John, even 
though she was no longer pure. 

Keeping her hands under the blanket, Ann explored her sensitive parts with 
her hands, and she winced, realizing how tender her breasts and vagina were. 
Yet in spite of the soreness, her body felt strangely satisfied, like she 
had become whole and completely a woman. The warm stickiness of the 
hitchhiker's sperm still clung to her inner thighs, and something about it 
made her feel wickedly placated. She knew if she closed her eyes she could 
drift off into a deep sleep, and she was almost tempted to do it but for the 
unknown destination. She was almost afraid that she would wake up abandoned 
somewhere without any clothes, so she did her best to stay awake. 

When he got back down to the highway, Hank turned south, and Ann felt 
relieved that she was at least still headed in the direction of Pebble 
Beach. The fog had disappeared with the warmth of the early afternoon sun, 
and it was almost too warm under the blanket. Hank seemed to be more at 
ease, so she thought she could chance asking him questions. 

"Hank?" 

"Yeah, baby?" 

"Where are you taking me?" Ann spoke to the back of his head, but she could 
see his face in the rear-view mirror. His expression didn't change at all, 
but his eyes looked up into the mirror to meet hers. 

"There's a small town near here. I'm picking up a friend." He spoke with 
such simple finality that Ann knew he was not going to divulge anymore 
information. At least not at that moment. 

"Are you going to let me go then?" Ann pressed. She was sure that Hank had 
plans, and she hoped for the least bit of information, something that might 
tell her what to expect. "Relax, baby," Hank said quietly. There was no 
point in talking, Ann thought, and she stared out at the passing scenery, 
wondering if she would ever see the same road again. It would certainly have 
to be under different circumstances, of that she was certain, but she still 
found the area beautiful. She realized that the ocean was the same as it had 
been before Hank raped her. It hadn't changed in the least, even though she 
had been physically changed by force. Yet, she wanted to look upon her 
experience as incomplete, a feat she hadn't really participated in to the 
fullest. It made her feel better to think that she could still face John, 
and possibly maintain at least the appearance of innocence. Hank had after 
all threatened her, and just knowing that helped to put her mind at ease, 
even to the extent of excusing her animalistic reaction. She was only human, 
something that John should know without being told. 

Hank was driving at a good pace, and Ann saw that the road was wider and 
straight. She guessed that they were nearing Santa Cruz, and she began to 
wonder about the "friend" Hank referred to previously. Ann thought that it 
had to be a girl, and she didn't think she'd like the idea of being naked 
and riding in the car with another girl. It did offer the possibility of 
being somewhat protected, however, and Ann hoped that she would not be faced 
with Hank alone again. She felt she would rather be dead than allow herself 
to be subjected to his advances again under any circumstances. Then 
contemplating the wrath of a jealous girl friend started Ann's nerves going 
all over again. She decided she had to know who it was that Hank was going 
to meet. 

"How much farther until we pick up this girl friend of yours?" Ann asked 
trying to sound like she was making small talk. 

"Few minutes more. Don't get any ideas about trying to get out of the car. 
When I stop, I want you on the floor under your blanket, and I don't want to 
hear a sound from you until I say it's okay. You understand?" Hank glanced 
back over his shoulder at Ann, and she nodded in response. 

"Should I get down now?" Ann was sorry that Hank hadn't said anything else. 
She figured her guess was correct, that it was a girl they were meeting. 

"Another mile there's a gas station. When you see it, that's the time I want 
you on the floor. No funny business either!" Hank's voice was menacing like 
Ann had never thought possible from him, and she was quite sure she was 
going to do as he asked. Ann checked the floor space, noticing the 
tightness, and she was sorry that she only had a two door sedan. She was 
going to be uncomfortable, and she didn't know for how long it would be. 

"That's it. Get down now, and make sure the blanket covers you completely!" 
Hank said, his finger pointing ahead toward a gas station. 

Ann saw that it was a small shopping area, she figured on the outskirts of 
Santa Cruz, before she had to get down on the floor. Wrapping the blanket 
around her naked body to be as comfortable as possible, she pulled the edge 
flap over her head. She was about to turn onto her back because the hump in 
the center of the floor was pressing into her hips, when Hank told her to 
stay as she was. Ann started to protest, but before she opened her mouth, 
she felt the car slowing down. She decided she had better remain quiet, and 
the thought of Hank's knife jabbing into the blanket made her position seem 
less trouble than it was. 

"You're in luck! He's there waiting, so you won't have to stay on the floor 
long!" Hank spoke in a low tone, and Ann knew it was because he had rolled 
down the window. The car came to a complete stop, then started rolling 
forward again, and Ann figured he was pulling into a parking area, or some 
such thing. It was several moments before the gist of Hank's words sank in, 
as Ann was busy trying to guess what was happening. When she realized that 
Hank had referred to his friend as "he," Ann almost gasped out loud. It 
wasn't a girl friend after all, she thought, and then she was even more 
confused by the possibilities. A male friend could be as demanding as Hank! 

The man made a long circle around the lot before he felt it was safe to 
approach Todd. Nobody seemed to be paying any attention to the big lug, so 
Hank sped up slightly, then turned the car toward the spot where Todd was 
standing. He was looking around with a disgusted expression, and Hank knew 
that he was going to be mad about the delay. Hank also knew that he would 
find a way to calm Todd down quickly enough. He. jammed on the brake 
directly in front of Todd, then yelled out the window. "Get in, dammit!" 

Todd saw Hank and immediately grabbed the handle of the passenger door, 
flinging it open and jumping inside. "Where the hell you been?" Todd said as 
he threw his case into the back. "Christ, I've been waiting for hours!" 

Hank just smiled broadly at the big man, then checking around, drove quickly 
back out to the highway. He didn't answer Todd until he was well down the 
road. "Had a few problems with the first car I picked up. Had to get this 
one a few miles up North." Hank looked over at Todd who's big face still 
seemed to be beaming, in spite of his apparent anger. He couldn't help 
thinking that Todd's last name, Smiley, was more than perfect. "Glad to see 
you Todd!" he added. 

"I'm sure glad to see you Hank! I was beginning to think you weren't coming. 
Sometimes you make me mad!" Todd's voice was rather high pitched for a man 
his size, but it fit his character to a tee. His weight was around 
two-hundred, and he carried it well over his big frame. Yet his build was a 
contrast to his face, as he looked like a child that suddenly grew up way 
beyond his years. Even his clothes seemed to fit him like he had long since 
outgrown them, and he wiggled in the seat, trying to make the car larger to 
fit him. 

"Listen Todd, did you get any money? I mean were you able to hang on to 
some?" Hank questioned. He had to know what had happened before he could let 
Ann up from the back, as she would only distract Todd. 

"Yeah, Hank. I've got at least two bucks!" Todd replied seriously. He had 
been able to hang onto all the money he had, but it just happened to be very 
little to begin with. 

"Is that all? Only two bucks?" 

"Well just about. It's all in change, so I'm not sure exactly." Todd started 
digging in his pocket for his money, but Hank reached out, holding his arm. 

"Forget it, Man. We've got enough for gas, but I'm afraid that's about it." 
Hank was counting the hours in his mind, and he knew that everyone would get 
hungry soon. The money from Ann's purse would cover the gas and any small 
contingencies, but that was about it. He'd take care of anything else in his 
own way. 

Ann listened carefully to the conversation between the two men, hoping to 
pick up some information, but getting very little. Her position on the floor 
was becoming increasingly uncomfortable, but she was afraid to move for fear 
Hank would react violently. She was sure he was capable of it, and yet his 
friend Todd sounded surprisingly gentle in contrast to Hank. It aroused 
Ann's curiosity, and she was anxious to see if the man fit the voice. His 
tone somehow made her feel less in danger and more secure. 

"Hey, Hank! What the hell you doing with this?" Todd exclaimed holding up 
Ann's panties. He had been sitting next to the pile of clothes for several 
minutes, and he only then spotted theni. 

"Shit! I almost forgot about her. Baby, you can get up now!" Hank glanced 
back over his shoulder at the blanket, then back at Todd, and he laughed at 
his expression of surprise. "It's her car!" Hank explained pointing over his 
shoulder at the girl getting up from the floor. 

Todd turned around to see who was in the back of the car, and his eyes 
nearly bugged out of his head. Ann was trying her best to sit up in the seat 
without losing the covering of the blanket, but she was having a hard time 
of it. Todd didn't need to see anything to know that she was naked beneath 
it as he was still holding her panties. 

"How come she's undressed?" Todd questioned, but he was smiling even more 
than usual. 

"Keep her from running away! Ann this is Todd," Hank said in a sarcastic 
quip. He saw in the rear-view mirror that she wasn't at all happy about his 
forcing her to stay on the floor. 

"You bastard! I hope they hang you!" Ann didn't know why she had suddenly 
gotten so mad, but the words seemed to come out instinctively. She felt 
terribly embarrassed having to cover herself with the blanket, and the 
expression on Todd's face indicated he was more than curious about her body. 

"That's not being very friendly! Todd, why don't you jump into the back and 
try a little. She is inexperienced, but not a bad piece of ass!" Hank was 
not about to put up with anything from Ann, and he wanted to make sure she 
understood what he meant by co-operation. 

"Can I Hank?" 

"Sure!" 

"No! Please, I ... " Ann couldn't say anymore than that, as Todd was 
suddenly in the back next to her, having moved over the back of the front 
seat with an ease that belied his size. At first Ann had thought Hank was 
only talking, a threat, but then like a flash she was again about to be 
raped. She was suddenly aware just how fragile her position was, and she was 
again fearing for her life. Todd was like a monster obeying a command of his 
master, and the hollow look in his eyes told her all she needed to know. He 
was not to be denied! 

"Hank! Please tell him to stop! I'll do anything! Pleaseeeee!" Ann begged 
and whimpered as the bigger man pulled the blanket away from her naked body. 

"You'd better be good for him, or you'll answer to me!" Hank said simply, 
and Ann understood the threatening tone of his voice. It was hopeless to 
expect any mercy from him, and she knew beyond a doubt that she was going to 
be assaulted by her companion in the backseat. 

"Damn! What a body!" Todd had no idea how such a prize chick had become so 
simply available, but he didn't care either. Hank had said it was okay to 
fuck her, and that was all the encouragement he needed. Anything Hank said 
was always right as far as Todd was concerned. Being offered such a 
beautiful girl by Hank meant it was all right to fuck her, whether the girl 
was willing or not. For Todd, Hank's words were law, and some strange girl's 
whimpering was meaningless. The sight of her sensual body made his prick 
jerk erect, and he pulled at his belt to get his pants off. 

Ann cowered on the seat, trying desperately to hide her exposed parts, but 
half frozen with fear. She could only stare as the big man lowered his 
pants, freeing his monstrous shaft to her gaze, and the thought of it 
tearing into her belly made her shudder. It looked twice the size of the 
other man's cock to her fear aroused mind, and it only made her more afraid 
of vocally protesting. She could only watch as he pushed his pants down 
around his knees, then reached out for her without bothering to remove the 
rest of his clothes. His close cut sandy hair and smiling, youthful face, 
somehow didn't seem to fit his actions. He simply took her knees in each of 
his big hands, and pushed her down on the seat, spreading her legs wide 
apart at the same time. His eyes seem to jump out of the sockets as he 
stared down at her open, inviting cunt. 

"Oh fuck! What a sweet looking little pussy!" Todd hollered, and Hank turned 
to look at what he was doing. Ann was held on her back, her eyes shut 
tightly as if to block out any harm, and between her out-spread legs knelt 
Todd. His cock was pointing straight out from his groin, and Hank thought 
he'd better tell Todd to finish quickly. He was nearing a main highway where 
there was sure to be a lot of traffic, and with Todd fucking Ann in the back 
seat, too much attention would be paid to them! 

"Get on with it, Man. Shove it up her cunt!" 

Ann wanted to scream when she heard Hank's command to Todd, and she felt 
horribly humiliated by his casual attitude. He merely had to glance over his 
shoulder to observe her being fucked by Todd, and she was astounded by their 
callousness. One fucked while the other drove, she thought miserably, and 
she was suddenly more angry than afraid of what Todd was going to do. But, 
she kept her eyes tightly shut as she felt Todd's breath close to her 
exposed and helpless pussy. She was being shamed and debased like a common 
whore, but when Todd's finger pushed against her clitoris, she couldn't deny 
the sensation it gave her. 

"Ooohhh! Ann tried to contain her moan, but it seemed to come out in spite 
of her wishes. Todd's thick fingers were pinching her clitoris, sending 
electric-like shocks of lewdly rising pleasure dancing over the tensed 
nerves in her body, and for an instant she considered fighting him off. She 
was ashamed of the way her body betrayed her mind, and the only thing she 
could think to do was hit out at the big oversized boy kneeling between her 
thighs. Yet, Ann trembled, thinking again of the driver's knife. She 
realized that she was in a hopeless situation that she was going to have to 
accept no matter how lewd and vile the act would be. 

Spreading the hair-lined lips of Ann's vagina wide with his fingers, Todd 
saw the tight moist opening to her womb, and extending his middle finger, he 
pushed it into the warm viscous passage until his palm was pressed flat 
against her soft blonde pubic hair. She groaned aloud as he teased his 
finger around inside, but he paid no attention to anything but her pussy. He 
hadn't seen a girl like her in a long time, and he was determined to fuck 
her good. Hell, if he wasn't careful he thought his cock would shoot its 
load all over her white little belly just imagining how her tight little 
cunt would feel around it. Pulling his finger from between the soft 
hair-lined lips, Todd started to move up over her sensually reclining body, 
but hesitated to push her knees back against her breasts and spread the 
cheeks of her buttocks so he could see her anus. The tight, rubbery-like 
ring of flesh puckered when the cool air moved across it, and he grinned 
before he pushed his finger against it. 

"Ooouuuu! Plleaasee!" Ann moaned as she felt her anus nakedly exposed to the 
man's sight. His finger teased around the tiny puckered opening, and she 
thought he was going to thrust it in when he suddenly fell heavily on top of 
her spread body. 

The man couldn't wait any longer, even to play with her anus, and he leaned 
across her, his still clothed frame bent so he could fit on the car seat. 
His cock was pressed its full length over her cunt, and he worked his hips 
back and forth, feeling the softness of her pubic hair tickling him into 
even greater hardness. His hips forced Ann's thighs wider apart, and she was 
pinned beneath his heavy body like a helpless insect pressed under a 
capturing thumb. The warm wet contact made his cock throb with added 
urgency, the purple colored head swollen up like a fist, and he raised his 
hips up in an attempt to find her cunt with the heatedly pulsating tip. Hank 
had said to hurry, so Todd thrust viciously in a futile attempt to get 
inside. 

"Aaagghh! Ohhhhh! Pleaseeee!" Ann groaned as she felt the blunt hardness 
jabbing against her tight vagina. She looked down between their bodies to 
see the rigid shaft poking at her defenseless pussy, the slit at the tip 
dilated like a blind eye unable to find its way home. 

"Put it in for me! Goddammit put it in!" Todd groaned suddenly, and Ann knew 
helplessly that she had no real choice. In the tight confines of the back 
seat every move he made had to be awkward, and she thought if he continued 
the way he was going, it would never be over with. She reached down and 
clasped the blood-filled column in her fingers, and using it like a wedge, 
she ran the head back and forth in her slit, parting the softness of the 
hair fringed lips back from her cuntal opening. His cock seemed to pound in 
her hand, and for a moment she was transfixed by its size and shape, 
remembering how a short time earlier she had gone wild with lust as the 
driver's cock had brutally fucked into her. The thought excited her even 
under the different circumstances, and she relaxed her vagina muscles hoping 
his entry wouldn't be too painful. 

"There!" Ann heard herself exclaim, and it was as if someone else was 
talking. She felt strangely detached from the assault, like she was 
observing someone else in need of guidance. 

Todd was leaning up on one elbow, his other hand cupping the firm, round 
flesh of Ann's buttocks, and when he saw that his cock was in position, he 
started to thrust hard forward. She still held his cock in her warm hand, 
however, so he was unable to penetrate her very deeply, and only the head of 
his cock slipped inside the tight opening of her open passage. She moaned, 
squeezing his cock with her hand as if to hold him back, and it only made 
his excitement greater as he felt the warm slick passage grip his penis. 

"Easy! Please go easy!" Ann groaned as she tried to adjust to his size, and 
as she spoke, he seemed to stop his demanding pressure against her. She 
released her hold on his member, and she was glad that he didn't suddenly 
plunge into her vagina. 

Lifting her loins up with his hand cupping her buttocks, Todd felt like he 
was going to cum at any second, but he knew then that he would hurt her if 
he drove his cock inside too quickly. Instead, he drew back the tiniest bit, 
then slowly pushed forward, and his cock smoothly spread the warm wet walls 
of her pussy as it plowed slowly inside her. 

Ann stared down between her breasts almost unbelievingly as the huge column 
of flesh slowly disappeared into her widespread cunt. 

She felt a degree of tenderness from her recent rape by Hank, but she was so 
excited by the sensations of the man's inexorably sinking column, she hardly 
noticed. It wasn't until his cock was half buried in her belly that she 
began to feel like she was being stretched apart, and she couldn't believe 
that she could take all of him. 

"Wait, please! You're stretching me too much!" Ann protested, but Todd was 
not listening. He thought he was going to cum right then, and he shoved down 
hard, wanting his cock completely buried in the warm wet depths of her 
pussy. His cock plowed the rest of the distance, the blunt head striking 
into the mouth of her cervix just as his groin mashed against her tortured 
cunt. 

"Aaaagggghhhhh!" Ann gasped feeling like the air had been knocked out of 
her, but her eyes were wide open, reflecting her astonishment at seeing the 
giant column of flesh completely filling her vagina. It had been far less 
painful than she had thought it would be, and she could feel the throbbing 
column pressing heavily into the depths of her womb. She could feel it 
pulsating inside her and knew it was like a volcano about to erupt, and the 
idea excited her when she was again reminded of the sensations she had felt 
with the first hitchhiker's climax. Then realizing what she was thinking, 
she tried to close her mind off to the growing fires in her belly, ashamed 
at how wanton she was becoming. She couldn't let her body react like it had 
with the one named Hank! She just couldn't! 

Todd was lost in the sensuous feelings of her tight young pussy snuggling 
around his thick prick, and he immediately raised his hips to begin fucking 
into her readily waiting cunt. With long smooth strokes, he began sawing in 
and out like he was in a race with the rising sensations at the tip of his 
cock, and his sperm heavy balls slapped hard against her upturned buttocks. 
He looked at Ann's face for a sign of response, but she had shut her eyes as 
if trying to resist his fucking. Her mouth was open, and her tongue was 
flicking out, moistening her soft red lips as she gasped for air. He was 
sure she was the most beautiful girl he'd ever had in his life, and he 
pressed his mouth against hers, wanting to taste the sweetness of her lips. 

It was agonizing to battle the demanding sensations in her belly, but Ann 
tried to concentrate on anything else. His cock was sliding smoothly in and 
out of her helpless cunt like a pile-driver, and his hand under her buttocks 
lifted her up to each downward thrust, making her cunt flower open to his 
lust. It was no use, she thought, and her body began an involuntary reaction 
as if severed from her resisting mind. Lewd flames of desire were coursing 
through her veins, and she no longer bore the will to fight it. In spite of 
her repugnance and horror, she surrendered totally to the man grinding up 
between her open legs. Her whole being began to twist and writhe beneath 
him, and she groaned incessantly up into the moisture of his mouth, shoving 
her tongue with abrupt abandon deep into his throat. Almost subconsciously, 
she flexed and relaxed her buttocks while he clutched his fingers tightly 
into the white, firm flesh. He jerked her harder to his loins, and she 
pulled her thighs back, the moist wet hole of her cunt spreading open to 
receive his cock to greater and greater depths. Faint mewls of animalistic, 
servile acceptance raised from her throat, her face wrung with passion, neck 
straining, nostrils flaring, a light sweat bursting out onto her forehead 
under the now disheveled blonde hair. There was no longer any thought but 
the delicious sensation of lying beneath this man who was fucking her 
against her will, and giving back to him what he was giving her. 

Feeling Ann's responsiveness, Todd took longer and harder strokes, drawing 
his cock back until it was nearly out of her hungrily clasping vagina, and 
then plunging forward into her uplifted buttocks again until the full length 
of his blood-filled column was sunk in her warm passage. Feeling the cheeks 
of her buttocks clenching and unclenching with his hand, he traced a line 
down the dividing crevice until his middle finger found the small, puckered 
ring of rectal flesh. Probing at her anus delicately at first, he then 
shoved his finger hard against the rubbery yielding mouth. 

Ann gasped and groaned in painful protest to the assault on her defenseless 
anus, but he thrust harder and she saw the pleasure he was taking in hearing 
her sounds of subjugation. 

"Ooooohhhh!" she cried louder from the further outrage against her exposed 
ass-hole. But nothing was to stop him. He worked his finger around inside, 
stretching the rubbery softness wider and wider as he drove his finger deep 
inside her rectum. Gradually, her whimpers of pain slowly subsided to give 
way to greater moans of pleasure as her anus became accustomed to the 
strange unnatural invasion. 

Todd mashed his lips against her mouth again, shoving his tongue deep into 
her sucking mouth as she began to skewer her rectum back onto his finger 
shamelessly, and he probed them methodically around the warm rubbery depth, 
sending new sensations of delight through her. She was hopelessly impaled 
between his throbbing, rock-hard cock buried deep in her clasping cunt, and 
his finger shoved tightly into her puckered anus. She began twisting and 
squealing wantonly under the dual ravishment of her naked, widespread loins. 

Hank took his eyes off the road long enough to get a good look at the lewd 
coupling in the back seat. It made him laugh to see Ann's writhing body 
welcoming the forceful thrusts of his friend's driving cock. Her cunt seemed 
to gape in greedy desire, swallowing the whole of Todd's cock while his 
finger pumped furiously in her puckered anus. Hank knew that she was in the 
heights of near ecstasy, and he thought if they weren't pressed for time, 
he'd like to stop and throw her another good fuck. 

The wild, insane sensations seemed to speed madly through every part of her 
body as Todd's member thrust brutally into the hidden recesses of her womb. 
She felt him rip his finger from her ass-hole with a wet hissing sound, the 
loss suddenly disconcerting her, but then he was pressing her legs back 
further, making the plain of her crotch wide open to his long buttock 
flattening thrusts. The knowledge that, Hank, the drives was watching her 
being fucked half senseless by his partner somehow making it strangely all 
the more exciting. 

"Ooohh! Ooohhh! Oooooohhhh!" she chanted beneath him, her whole body 
concentrated at the wet, heated opening to her womb. Her loins blazed in her 
mind, overpowering all thought other than the magnificent pressure building 
inside her. She knew it was going to happen again! This was it! It was all 
too wonderful to deny! 

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Oohh, God! Yeessssss!" She panted and writhed, then felt 
his cock growing huge, ripping into her passage like a mad animal, tingling 
and grinding as it plowed to the very depths of her passion. She felt every 
stroke from the tip of her toes to the top of her head, and suddenly she 
screamed as he thrust his cock down her passage, mashing his pelvis against 
her contracting cunt. A thousand sensations flooded her being as one great 
spasm rippled through her belly. 

"Oohh! God! I'm ... I'm ... Oohhhhhhhh! Cuuuuuuuummmmmmiinngg!" She jerked 
and bucked beneath him, feeling his cock swell as it began to pump his hot, 
thick sperm far into her soft quivering belly, firing out salvo after salvo 
of hot, wonderful sensations. Each blast seemed to ripple from the base of 
his cock, up the clasping walls of her cunt, then squirt out hotly deep into 
the hungrily sucking opening to her womb. Her cunt contracted again and 
again around the insanely jerking column, milking the hard flesh for all of 
the fantastic juices it contained, and it mingled with her own hot liquid, 
spilling thickly from around the base of his penis to run slowly down the 
crevice of her buttocks to pool on the seat below. Finally her legs went 
limp, falling out to the sides, splayed obscenely on either side of his 
still heaving body. She gasped for air as her heart pounded in her chest as 
though it would burst. Her body was beaten and bruised and satiated, but she 
slowly remembered where she was and who she was with. It was the amused 
laughter from the front seat of the speeding car that snapped her back to 
reality. 

"Oouuuuiieee, what a hot little fuck!" Todd yelled as he backed away from 
her, his cock pulling noisily from her sperm-flooded cunt. She closed her 
eyes, not wanting to see his expression, and in a moment he had pulled his 
pants up from around his knees and was back in the front of the car. Ann 
fought back the tears welling up in her eyes as she grabbed the blanket to 
cover her naked and ravaged body. She covered herself, but she couldn't shut 
out the lewd comments and laughter of the two men in the front seat. They 
had stripped her self-respect completely that afternoon, and she doubted if 
she could ever face John again, or for that matter even look at herself in a 
mirror. And again, the horrible thought that she might get pregnant 
flickered frighteningly through her mind ... and ... the worst part of all 
... she would not even know which one of these two complete strangers had 
done it to her! 

 CHAPTER 4 

The continuously passing scenery had become hypnotic, and Ann stared blankly 
out of the window, not seeing anything. If she had any particular thoughts, 
she couldn't have identified what they were, as she was only able to 
perceive the silence in the car. Hank had returned her clothes just before 
they went on a freeway bypassing a town, and Ann didn't really care how she 
looked. She was glad to have her clothes back, however, as she was 
uncomfortable being naked under the blanket. With her clothes on she was at 
least able to sit up without being afraid of observation. The two men had 
fallen silent once they were again on a back road, and Ann figured that it 
had been that way for over an hour. 

"Hank, Fm getting hungry! Good pussy always makes me hungry!" Todd spoke 
almost as if he was asking a question instead of making a statement of fact, 
but he sat up in the seat in emphasis to his comment. 

"Yeah, I know, I know!" Hank said. He was getting irritable from hunger too, 
but he hadn't yet figured out how he could score with food. He had no choice 
but to save what money they had for gas, and he was hesitant to risk 
stopping at any rate. 

"Why don't we stop and pick up something?" Todd persisted. He hadn't eaten 
for over twenty-four hours, and his hunger was getting to him. 

"Look, when I spot the right place, I'll stop. I can pick up some smokes, 
but I'll have to lift any food. We can't afford anything else!" 

"Shit!" 

The renewed conversation brought Ann's attention back to her abductors, 
suddenly aware that friction might develop between them. She knew that it 
would take a miracle like that if she was going to get away from them, and 
she hoped that Hank would not be able to come through. She was hungry too, 
but she knew she could go for days without eating if it meant her escape. 
She felt that her best chances were with Todd, even though he was a 
follower, ready to do anything Hank asked of him. Todd at least seemed to 
have certain human qualities that were totally absent in Hank, and she 
thought she might have an opportunity to work on him. 

Just thinking about her freedom made Ann feel much better, but she still 
didn't know what she would do if she did escape. She had long since 
concluded that she couldn't face her fianc', at least not for a while if at 
all, and she was even unsure of her own abilities in returning to the life 
she had been a part of that morning. The person she was when she started out 
for Pebble Beach was gone, and that part of her life seemed to have happened 
years in the past. It was as if her whole life had suddenly been catapulted 
to another time, and all of her reasons for living were changed. She knew 
she could never face John with any measure of innocence, and it was as much 
her fault as Hank's or Todd's. It was true they had taken her under the 
threat of violence, but that didn't excuse the way her naked body had 
wantonly responded to their lewd assaults. She had felt the utter depths of 
degradation, vilely screaming to be fucked like a whore. The only thing she 
could conclude from her actions, was that she had learned what her true self 
was, and even though she didn't like what she saw, she could only accept it 
as truth. 

"There's a place up ahead, Hank. How 'bout hittin' that?" Todd spoke like an 
excited puppy, and Ann thought she could almost see his tail wagging. 

Hank saw the long structure at the crossroads ahead, and he was already 
assessing its potential. There were no other cars in front of the place, and 
he figured that it had to be operated by someone who lived on the premises. 
He decided it might just be worth the risk, and anyway, he was anxious to 
get Todd off his back about food. 

"Okay. I'll check it out. Todd, you're to stay in the car to watch Ann." He 
glanced back over his shoulder, his eyes meeting Ann's directly. "If you 
don't want anyone hurt, you won't try any smart stuff! You dig?" 

Ann knew what he was getting at, and she nodded her response. It wasn't only 
her own life that would be in danger, but anyone else that happened to be 
around the place. She again wondered why Hank and Todd acted so desperate 
now and then, but it seemed so confusing, she simply put it out of her mind. 
The important thing was that she believed what he said, and she was sure 
that he would be capable of anything to protect himself. The one thing that 
would be a benefit, was that she would be alone with Todd for at least a 
short time, and she would have the opportunity to talk with him, trying to 
win him over. 

Hank stopped the car about a hundred yards up the road from the store. He 
needed to look the place over carefully before going inside, and once he was 
satisfied with what he saw, he pulled ahead, driving up to the front of the 
old building. There was a single gas pump in front, but it looked like it 
hadn't been used in years, and several yards from where he stopped the car, 
he saw the torn screen door that led into the general store. The place 
almost looked deserted, but he knew that someone was inside looking out at 
them. 

"Okay. I'll do my best to get us some goodies, but I don't want any trouble. 
If it looks bad, I won't try to lift anything, so prepare to be 
disappointed!" With that, Hank opened the door and slid out. Then he stuck 
his head back in the window looking directly at Ann. "Remember, don't try 
any funny business!" he added, and as emphasis, he patted the lump under his 
coat. 

Ann nodded again, and she didn't take her eyes off of him until he 
disappeared through the screen door. She realized that she felt tense and 
scared, like a criminal in the act of theft, even though she was only 
sitting in the car, a captive of the two men. She thought it strange that in 
spite of her situation, she felt guilty nonetheless. 

"Do you think he'll be all right, Todd?" she questioned, desperately wanting 
to talk to keep her mind off of her nerves. 

"Hank can take care of himself! Don't you worry none about that!" Todd 
turned half around in the front seat to face Ann, and he smiled his usual 
smile at her. He liked her as much as he could like anyone, and his feelings 
made him feel somewhat protective. She was a pretty girl, the prettiest he'd 
ever known, and when she smiled back at him, it made him feel good. 

"Yes, I guess he can. How did you come to meet Hank? I mean have you known 
him long?" Ann questioned, seeing that she might be able to win him over. 
She could see in his eyes that he liked her, and she hoped that she could at 
least make her situation more secure. It was just possible that she would 
need Todd's protection from Hank. 

"Oh, yeah. Long time! Me and Hank done a lot of jobs together. He's smart. 
You wait and see. He'll come out of that store with plenty of food, 'cause 
he knows I'm really hungry!" Todd talked like he was reflecting on years of 
experience that he couldn't possibly have had. They were both too young to 
have done "a lot" of jobs together, at least from Ann's point of view. She 
smiled broadly at Todd, wanting him to know that she believed him in part. 
Todd made life seem so simple with his calm, smiling face. He was hungry, so 
Hank was going to provide him with food, it was as simple as that. 

"Todd? You know I don't see why Hank won't let me go? I couldn't possibly do 
you any harm, so why does he keep me here?" Ann thought she had timed her 
questions right, and she kept smiling, wanting them to seem as innocent as 
possible. She was only curious about her abduction, or so she wanted Todd to 
think. 

"Hank's always got a good reason for the things he does! If he's keepin' 
you, there's a good reason," he answered quickly, as if assuring himself it 
was true. 

Ann pressed on, hoping she could throw Todd off balance. "But Hank knows 
that I'm expected in Pebble Beach right now! My fianc' and his parents could 
have already called the police to report me missing. The police could be on 
the lookout for my car right now!" Ann saw that she was getting through to 
Todd, as his eyes opened wider. 

"You got a fianc'?" He sounded astonished by the revelation. 

"Yes! I was going down to meet his parents this afternoon when I picked up 
Hank along the highway. I thought he was in trouble, so I stopped to help 
him. All I got for it was this!" Ann exclaimed, motioning around the car as 
if to point out the scene of her seduction. She put her hands to her face as 
if to hide tears. "You know I was a virgin until Hank..." she sobbed as if 
she couldn't go on. 

"No kidding!" Todd was truly amazed, and he smiled with the realization that 
he'd almost fucked a virgin! But then, he saw how Ann was feeling, and he 
reached over the seat to touch her hands. "Don't cry now. That won't bring 
anything back. It'll only get your eyes all red." He didn't know what else 
to say. He'd never really known an innocent girl before, and to him she was 
like some distant stranger that he couldn't possibly understand. 

Ann was wondering why her mention of the police didn't get some reaction out 
of him, so she decided to bring it up again. "What will happen to me when 
the police spot this car? I'm so frightened of what Hank might do!" 

"Now, now! He isn't going to hurt you. You're much too pretty to hurt. He'd 
only get mad if you tried to run away is all! Honest now!" Todd knew that 
Hank would do just about anything if he had to, but he felt compelled to 
comfort Ann. He didn't like to see a girl cry like that. 

"But I couldn't help it if the police are looking for me! When they see the 
car, Hank will blame me!" Ann was looking for any excuse to get Todd nervous 
over the police. She really didn't think that John or his parents would have 
called the police yet, and in fact she was almost unsure if they ever would. 
What she hoped to create was fear of being caught, as then it was possible 
that Hank and Todd would decide to get another car, leaving her free. 

"I don't think Hank's worried about the police, so I don't think you ought 
to worry!" Todd said seriously. He really believed that it was Ann who was 
concerned most about the police, and he wanted to reassure her not to be 
afraid. He patted her shoulder with his big hand, only gently to show her he 
sympathized with her plight, but then he saw the screen door of the store 
opening. "Look! Here comes Hank now." He pointed over her shoulder. "You can 
ask him. He'll tell you not to worry!" 

Ann turned to look out the rear window of the car, and she instantly saw 
Hank walking toward the car, his pockets apparently filled with food. He was 
winking at them as he walked slowly toward the car, and for a moment Ann 
felt relieved. Then, in the next instant she felt like the whole world was 
coming apart. 

"Hold it right there!" 

Ann saw him before either Hank or Todd, the sun having gleamed off the 
barrel of the shotgun as he stuck it out the screen door. Hank stopped in 
his tracks, hearing the click of the hammer being cocked, and he knew the 
old man had a bead on him. 

"Sonofabitch!" Hank said under his breath, and he turned slowly, putting his 
hands in the air. 

Ann was frozen with fear as the old man came out the door of the store, the 
long-barreled shotgun pointed straight at Hank like a menacing wand. She 
heard Todd moving, but she was afraid to turn around and look at him. She 
was sure if the old man fired the gun, it would get all three of them with 
one shot. 

"Tell your friends to come out of the car nice an' easy, or I'll blow you 
inside out!" The old man waved the gun like a pointer, motioning with it for 
them to do as he said. 

"Come on out Todd! He's got us covered!" Hank yelled. He wasn't really 
disturbed by the old man, but he knew it was going to cause extra trouble to 
get back on the road. He didn't want Todd to try anything right then, so he 
repeated his command again, just to be sure Todd understood. 

"Just do like he says," Todd whispered to Ann as he opened the car door. 
Then stepping out slowly, he stood back as Ann crawled out from the back 
seat. She was so scared, she put her hands up immediately, sure that the old 
man was going to kill them all. 

"Goddamn hippies think ya can steal from an old man, huh?" He talked so fast 
Ann didn't understand one word, but she could see that he was raging mad. 
"Ya all get close together. If any of ya want to run, I'll cut ya in two 
with this here scatter gun!" The old man waved the gun as he talked, 
indicating that Ann and Todd should stand next to Hank, and they did as he 
suggested. Then he slowly backed up to the doorway, never once lowering the 
point of the shotgun. "Now you come on inside wheres I can keep an eye on 
you!" he added, again emphasizing his command with the gun. 

"Do as he says," Hank said, and he started walking back to the store. Ann 
and Todd followed Hank as he walked, the old man backing up into the store, 
keeping them constantly in his sight. Ann didn't look around until they were 
all inside, the three of them facing the old man as he backed around the 
counter with the shotgun. Then she saw how old and rustic the building 
actually was, and she was reminded of some movie she had seen about the old 
West. It seemed ironic that she would think of a movie under the 
circumstances, she thought ... but that was exactly what the old place 
reminded her of! The old man kept the shotgun leveled at them as he reached 
below the counter for a telephone, and before he could pick up the receiver, 
Hank spoke up. 

"Look, mister. I don't know what you're trying to do, but I don't like 
anyone pointing a gun at me and my friends!" He sounded completely serious, 
like a man falsely accused of a crime he didn't commit. 

"Huh! You think you were fooling me when you went through my store? I seen 
ya takin' that stuff in your jacket!" The old man almost cackled with 
delight. "I knows the law, otherwisen I'd a-blasted you right then. Damn 
kids think you're so damn smart! Law says I have to catch ya after you've 
left the store with the goods!" 

He was beaming like a country lawyer after winning his first big case. He 
started to pick up the receiver again, but Hank spoke up quickly, causing 
him to hesitate. 

"Now just what is this stuff I was supposed to have taken?" he shrugged like 
he didn't understand the old man. The store owner played right into his 
hands. 

"Now listen up you smart kid! You can just start unloadin' the things in 
your jacket right now!" He waved the shotgun as he spoke, but the point was 
beginning to drop lower. It was apparent the old man was unaccustomed to the 
weight. 

Hank raised his hands up like he was giving in to the man. "Okay, Okay. I'll 
empty my pockets!" 

Ann was still shaking with fright, but it suddenly occurred to her just what 
Hank was up to. He may have had food in his jacket, but there was also that 
bulge from his shoulder holster! She suddenly had visions of the old man 
crumbling to the floor, a bullet hole in his head while the shotgun fired 
wildly into the store. She couldn't let it happen! 

"Wait!" Ann yelled, and Hank stopped before he dug his hands into his 
jacket. He was about to tell her to mind her own business, but before he 
could speak, Ann had moved between him and the old man. She was facing the 
old man, her arms held out in a pleading manner. 

"Please! We don't have any money, and we're hungry. We don't mean you any 
harm!" She didn't know why she was suddenly pleading for her abductors, but 
she was even more afraid of seeing the old man shot. "I'll work for the 
food, but please don't call the police!" 

Hank was angry, about to push Ann out of the way, but then he had another 
idea. Hell, she was inviting it! He could see that the old man was not so 
old that he couldn't appreciate a hot young blonde's body, as his eyes 
fairly glistened as he stared across the barrel of his shotgun at Ann. Hank 
stepped up before Ann could go on. 

"Look, mister. You heard the deal! An hour with her naked in the sack in 
exchange for the food! Now I'd say you were coming out ahead on that one!" 
Hank put every bit of his charm into his words, and he smiled lewdly, just 
to be sure the old man understood. The store owner's eyes opened so wide, 
Hank was sure he did. 

Ann was flabbergasted as Hank's words sank into her brain. He was offering 
her body in exchange for the food! For a moment she considered begging with 
the man, telling him that she was being abducted by Hank, but she saw by the 
old man's expression that he'd never believe her. Especially after the way 
she had just stepped out, pleading to be let off the hook. She had acted 
guilty, even more so than Hank or Todd, and now she was going to be the one 
left to save them from the police. It almost seemed funny to her, but the 
old man's look kept her from laughing. 

"You trying to pull a fast one, sonny? What makes you think I'd want to mess 
with this little bitch?" the old man gloated, knowing he had the upper hand. 

"Aren't you man enough?" Hank replied quickly, and his answer had just the 
effect he expected. The old man's virility was being challenged, and he was 
going to have to prove it. 

"I can teach her more than you've even imagined!" he shouted, and it was his 
seal on the bargain. 

Ann stood at the same spot, dumbfounded by all that had suddenly taken place 
around her. She had let herself in for it, and now she was going to be 
forced to perform for the third time that day. She had jumped in thinking 
she was saving the old man's life, only to be left holding the bag. Yet, she 
couldn't feel sorry for herself, as she had brought it on, and she looked at 
the store owner closely for the first time. He was very much like the gas 
station attendant she had seen earlier that day, only now she was a 
different person having been changed in such a short time by her two 
kidnappers. Before, she would have been horrified and repulsed by the 
thought of even being close to the old man, but after what she had already 
been through, she felt she could tolerate him. If only he wouldn't kiss her, 
she thought, as she looked at his aging teeth and the leather-like look of 
his skin. He had a lecherous grin, and his red-rimmed eyes seemed to strip 
her immediately. 

"You boys can tend the store until I'm through," he announced suddenly, the 
thought of seeing the voluptuous young blonde naked making him anxious. He 
reached under the counter to pick up a cigar box, and he shook it at Hank 
and Todd. It rattled from the sound of change clinking together. "I've got 
my money right here and it goes with me! If anybody wants to buy anything, 
they'll have to have the right change. I'm not goin' to leave this where you 
can get it!" He turned to head into an adjoining room, then stopped to wait 
for Ann. "An' if you eat more than what you already took, I'll blast ya with 
this. So help me!" he shouted, waving the shotgun above his head. Then, he 
turned and walked into the room, standing by the door as Ann slowly followed 
him. 

Somehow, Ann didn't think the old man could do much to hurt her, at least 
not like Hank did when he'd first penetrated her vagina. But, she couldn't 
imagine the old man would even want to do much, so she walked more at ease 
into the room, even though she was repulsed by the whole thing. The room was 
dirty and dark, and it took a moment for her eyes to adjust. In one corner 
there was an unmade bed, the sheets looking like they hadn't been changed in 
weeks, and she began to fear what was in store for her. It was just too 
dingy and dirty to be anything but awful, and she turned to see what the old 
man was doing. 

He was reaching up to a high shelf, placing the cigar box and shotgun on it, 
as if he was afraid that Ann might get to them, and then he turned back to 
the doorway they had come through, sliding a bolt lock shut. Ann suddenly 
felt very much alone, and she wished that Hank and Todd were with her, even 
if they were witnessing her subjugation to the old man. They were in the 
next room, but the lock on the door would keep them from coming in if she 
needed them. Ann just stood and watched the man as he then crossed the room, 
and picking up some old papers from an overstuffed chair, he sat down in it, 
a cloud of dust rising from the impact. He just sat there and stared at her 
for a full minute. Ann didn't know what to think, so she just silently 
waited for the old man to speak. He did then, and she didn't like what he 
said. 

"Come on bitch! Let me see you undressed!" 

His description hit her like a fist of iron, and she suddenly felt vile and 
debased, even lower than she had thought possible. She was being humiliated 
beyond belief all to save the old man's life, she thought, but it was too 
late to worry about that. After the way she had acted with Hank and Todd, 
she didn't feel any better than a whore anyway. She did as he asked, 
starting off by unbuttoning her sweater. In a moment she stood before him 
with only her bra and panties covering her vagina and breasts, and she 
cringed to see the old man drooling with lust. It took all of her willpower 
to take off her undergarments, but then she just stood frozen as the old man 
carefully gazed upon her naked body. She could almost feel his eyes touching 
her, first at the tips of her full breasts, and then worming into the 
hair-lined slit of her tender young pussy. 

"Turn 'round an' let me see that hot little ass!" he said, the spittle 
flying out from his crinkled lips. 

Ann turned around gratefully for being given the opportunity to look away 
from him, but then she felt completely vulnerable to him. She was reminded 
of Todd's finger worming up into her rectum, and she was momentarily afraid 
that the old man might try the same thing. She was wrong! 

"For a whore, you got a fuckin' nice body!" His words came across the room 
to her ears like stings from a bee, but she didn't turn around or reply for 
fear he would demand more than she was willing to give. She listened, 
hearing his breath coming in short gasps, and she was sure that she heard 
the distinct sound of a zipper being opened. The old man was grunting and 
moaning something under his breath, but Ann couldn't figure out what it was 
until he spoke loudly. 

"Well come on over here! I'm ready for ya, bitch!" 

Ann half turned to look at the bed, but the old man wasn't there. Turning 
completely around, she saw that he was still sitting in the overstuffed 
chair, fully dressed. But then she lowered her eyes to where his hand was at 
his crotch, and she gasped as she realized that he was lewdly waving his 
penis at her. He was stroking it erect with his hand, and the purple tip 
seemed to pulsate with urgency. Ann was dumbfounded, wondering what he 
expected her to do. 

"Come on! Lookin' at that ass of yours got me so excited I might lose my 
jizz right now! So come on over here and suck it out, afore I do!" 

His eyes were flashing with his lust, and the sight of him made Ann think 
she would be sick. 

"No! I can't! That wasn't the agreement!" Ann stuttered, trying to find some 
excuse, any excuse, to keep from doing as he asked. It was too repulsive to 
even think about, especially with the old man. She had heard about oral sex, 
but she had never really believed anyone could actually do it! 

"If you think I'm going to touch that whore cunt of yours! Ha! No telling 
how many diseases you've got up that 'bus station' little pussy!" The old 
man spoke with all the seriousness he could muster in his excitement, and 
Ann felt worse than she had ever known. He thought she was nothing but a 
whore, and she suddenly realized that she too had thought the same thing. 
Hank and Todd had made her feel so low, that she had actually walked into 
the old man's room willingly! 

"Now suck it, dammit! Suck it!" The man spit the words out at her, and she 
was afraid that he was going to jump out of the chair and hit her. His lust 
had completely obsessed his mind, and Ann knew that he was completely mad. 
She hesitated only a moment, contemplating her chances of reaching the door 
and unlocking it before the old man could stop her, but she knew it was 
hopeless. She would have to do as he demanded. 

Her legs felt like they would collapse out from under her as she approached 
his leering form, and when she was within inches of him, he reached out, 
gleefully grabbing her breasts in each hand, then pulling her down to her 
knees in front of him. He pinched at her nipples with his rough hands for a 
moment, then his excitement getting the better of him, he dug his hands into 
the long, blonde strands of her hair, pulling her face toward his throbbing 
prick. He knew he had her totally under his power and he was going to make 
good use of the time he had with her. 

"Suck it good or I'll beat your ass until it bleeds!" he shouted in a 
rasping voice. 

His words, his vile appearance, everything about the place made Ann suddenly 
feel a strange masochistic madness take hold of her body. As he pulled her 
face toward the throbbing column of flesh protruding from his fly, she 
opened her mouth to receive the cock that slid into the warm wetness of her 
lips and plunged all the way to the back of her throat in one long stroke 
that almost gagged her. Desperately she clasped a hand around the base as 
her tongue licked around it in circling motions in her struggle to keep from 
choking. The moment her mouth closed around the hard column, it seemed to 
leap to life, jerking wildly with each touch of her swirling tongue. He held 
her head tightly in his two hands as he began to saw his cock in and out of 
her mouth and throat until Ann could feel the hair of his groin brushing 
against her lips. Almost involuntarily, she bit down with her teeth, but it 
only seemed to make him thrust harder into her warm, wet cavity. 

"Suck! Suck harder, bitch!" the old man groaned, ramming his old cock deeper 
into her tortured throat as he felt his balls grow tight with the pressure 
of his cum. Just the sight of the young, pretty girl's lip stick painted 
mouth ovaled around his erect prick was enough to make him excited, and his 
lust grew with each bobbing motion of her head. Her warm mouth was like 
butter as she took nearly the full length of the rigidly pulsating shaft 
into her throat, her tongue swirling maddeningly around the head of it, 
lashing at it like hot flames of desire. He dropped his hands from her head, 
lowering them to the round mounds of her breasts, and he pinched the erect 
nipples again, hard between his thumb and forefinger to elicit deep, throaty 
groans from her. 

Ann sucked to satisfy him, to get him quickly to his climax to end it. Her 
head bobbed up and down the hard cock like a machine, and the masochistic 
joy of being used like a dirty slut permeated her body in tingling 
sensations of submissive surrender. She felt moisture forming down between 
the soft folds of her pussy, lubricating fluid that reminded her of the 
growing passion in her abused young body. Digging her teeth into the hard, 
vein-lined flesh of his penis, Ann backed her head away from his groin, her 
teeth leaving white lines the length of his column where the blood had been 
forced from the surface. Then, she plunged her head back down again, taking 
nearly the full length of his cock back into the warm moisture of her mouth, 
while she nipped and licked and sucked on the pungent-tasting flesh as if 
she wanted to consume all of him. The taste, the man smell, all of the vile 
action was driving her into a fit of lust, and she slid her free hand down 
over the smooth skin of her belly, her middle finger searching out the 
narrow slit of her cunt. Her clitoris was throbbing like a wild creature 
with a mind of its own, and she touched it, then massaged it in submissive 
obedience to her demanding body. 

Her long, blonde hair had fallen in great cascades of yellow flame around 
her bobbing head, and the old man was completely gone with his fit of 
passion. He'd never in his long life had anything like this young girl to 
suck his cock, and he couldn't contain his sperm any longer. He wanted to 
see her cheeks hollow and expand as his hot cum filled her mouth and belly, 
and he shoved his hips up, driving his swollen cock into the depths of her 
throat as the first joy of climax wracked his body. 

"Eeeeoooouuuuu! Swallow it, don't lose a drop you little cocksucker!" 

Ann felt the head of his cock suddenly swell up larger, and she knew 
instinctively that he was about to cum. She shoved her long middle finger 
into her cunt as the first hot blast of his cum fired into her throat, and 
she gulped the hot semen down faster and faster according to his demands, 
her Adam's apple bobbing up and down in her frenzy to get all of the sticky 
fluid into her mouth that she could. She swallowed the hot, boiling cream 
squirting into the back of her throat in great gulps, her cheeks bloating 
then hollowing as her warm cavity filled and emptied, over and over again. 
The old man's face was tensed into one huge wrinkle, as if the very breath 
had been sucked out of his tired old body, but his cock kept firing out his 
cum while Ann drove her finger furiously in and out of her clasping pussy. 
Her belly jerked and spasmed as she felt the wave of her own climax hit her, 
and she licked at the hot, sticky fluid in her mouth like it was a prize 
possession not ever to be lost. 

The old man's cock began to deflate suddenly, but Ann wouldn't let go, her 
lips nibbling, her throat and cheeks sucking as if to turn him inside out. 
He realized then that she too had climaxed, and he pushed her head back, 
pulling his prick from her still-sucking mouth, afraid that she would finish 
him for good. His heart was pounding a mile a second, and his lungs needed 
air, more air than he thought he could possibly give them. 

Ann looked up to see the old man gasping and wheezing, and she realized a 
thin thread of his cum was still connecting her mouth to his cock. She 
straightened up quickly, suddenly thinking that she was going to see the old 
man die, and only then did she remember her finger buried deep in her own 
cunt. She felt her face flush, and she pulled her finger from between her 
thighs with a wet sucking sound, then quickly walked to where she had left 
her clothes. She wanted nothing more than to get the hell out of the dark, 
dirty room, quickly, before the old man fell dead in his chair. 

Ann had her clothes back on before she again looked over at the old man, and 
what she saw she thought she would never forget for the rest of her life. He 
was grinning at her, his yellow teeth exposed behind quivering lips, while 
he shook his deflated old penis toward her, his fluid still dribbling onto 
the floor from the tip. 

Ann ran to the door, pulling desperately at the latch to get it open, and 
she ran out through the store, ignoring Todd and Hank as she ran quickly to 
her car. She wanted to vomit she felt so ashamed and used. 

 CHAPTER 5 

Ann had no idea how long she had slept, but when she woke, it was dark 
outside. She was stretched out on the back seat of the car, the blanket 
draped over her, and the memory of the old man at the store came back to her 
immediately. Sleep had been her only escape, and she felt it had helped her. 
She had been so disgusted, she had just gotten into the back of the car and 
pulled the blanket over her head. She couldn't even remember when Todd and 
Hank had gotten in to continue their drive. 

Sitting partly up, Ann looked out at the passing landscape, visible thanks 
to a full moon, and she was astounded by the stark beauty she saw. It was a 
vast desert, white and shadowy in the moonlight, and for a moment Ann 
thought it unreal. It was too beautiful to be true. 

"So sleeping beauty awakes!" Hank said as he noticed Ann sit up. He was 
still driving, and when he spoke, Todd also half turned to see Ann. 

They were both smiling at her, and for a moment Ann felt wanted and cared 
for. "Where are we?" she said, the sleep still lingering in her brain. 

"Mojave Desert! Nice place at night!" Hank replied without hesitation. 
"You've been asleep for quite awhile! Are you hungry?" 

His question reminded Ann of the incident back at the store again, but she 
also realized that she hadn't eaten since early that morning. She was 
hungry, and she nodded affirmatively. "Yes, yes I am starving!" she 
exclaimed. 

"Well I can't offer you a hot meal at the moment, but we've got some 
sandwiches and coffee we picked up back aways!" Hank replied. With that Todd 
lifted up a Thermos, a large grin spread across his face. 

"I'll pour you some, if you want it," Todd said, and he unscrewed the cup 
top. 

"Yes, thanks. That sounds good." Ann smiled, the two men's actions making 
her feel much better. They were almost like old friends, and the three of 
them were off on a wild ride together. She threw the blanket off of her, and 
turning, she sat up completely in the seat. The sleep had improved her 
outlook tremendously. 

"You got a choice of three things on the sandwiches. Salami, ham and cheese, 
or corned beef!" Todd said, and he handed a paper bag over the seat to her. 

"Wow! You guys have been busy! Did you make all these yourselves?" Ann said 
as she took the offered food. 

"Naw, we got them at a restaurant when we last stopped for gas!" Todd 
replied, and then he looked over at Hank, afraid that he might have said 
something wrong. Hank just kept looking straight ahead at the road, so Todd 
shrugged and smiled at Ann. 

She was a little surprised by Todd's comment, although at first she couldn't 
think why, but then she remembered. She was about to ask where they got the 
money for buying sandwiches and a Thermos of coffee, when she saw the cigar 
box on the floor at her feet. It was the old man's change box, she couldn't 
forget it for a moment, and she was more than curious about how it came to 
be there. But, she decided not to ask any questions, as the answer was 
probably something she didn't want to hear anyway. She had food to eat, and 
at the moment, that seemed more important than anything else. 

"Here!" Todd announced, handing a steaming cup of hot coffee over the seat 
to Ann. 

"Oh, boy! That looks good. I didn't know I could be so hungry!" Ann 
exclaimed, and she took the cup, nearly burning her mouth in her desire to 
drink down the liquid. Reaching in the paper bag, Ann pulled out a sandwich, 
and she bit into it, feeling ravished. Before she knew it, Ann had eaten two 
of the sandwiches without ever paying attention to what they were. They had 
tasted too good for that to really matter. 

Todd refilled her cup of coffee, and only then did she realize that he was 
getting great pleasure out of watching her eat. 

"Hey, I'm not eating your sandwiches too, am I?" Ann asked, realizing how 
quickly she had gone through the two sandwiches. She hadn't even thought 
about Hank or Todd eating. 

"No! We've already had ours! Go ahead and eat the other one!" Todd replied. 
He had come to have a lot of respect for Ann after the way she had handled 
herself at the old man's store, and he was enjoying watching her. He was 
glad that she could be happy, and he was willing to do anything to keep her 
that way. 

"You sure?" Ann replied. "Hank, what about you?" 

"No thanks, baby. I've had mine too. Those sandwiches are all yours!" 

"Okay. I can eat it!" Ann said, and she pulled the last sandwich out of the 
paper bag. She ate it more slowly than the first two, even recognizing that 
it was the corned beef, and she sipped the coffee as she ate, the total 
results making her feel much better. Todd didn't take his eyes off of her 
the whole time she ate, but somehow she didn't feel the least bit 
uncomfortable anymore. She ate without talking, but watched the passing 
scenery, taking the mysterious beauty of the desert all into her mind. It 
wasn't until she had finished her sandwich and was sipping the rest of her 
coffee, that she wondered where they were going. Why the Mojave Desert, she 
thought? Without thinking, she looked up at Todd, feeling that she could now 
get some answers. 

"Hey, what are we doing here? I mean why are you two so anxious to be here? 
Are you running from something?" There were a million questions buzzing 
through her mind all at once, and for the first time she wasn't afraid to 
ask them. She looked first at Todd, then over to Hank, waiting for one of 
them to respond. 

"Wouldn't have taken your car if I didn't need it!" Hank said suddenly. He 
figured he was close enough to his planned destination to let Ann in on it. 

"Are the police after you?" Ann went on, not waiting for Hank to continue. 
After she'd asked the question, she thought it was absurd, as it was 
more-likely than not that John had reported her missing to the police. They 
would be on the lookout for her car. 

"No, not exactly," Hank answered honestly. "We've been doing some things for 
certain people, and some other people don't like it, so now we're in 
trouble!" He shrugged his shoulders to indicate that it was pointless to go 
into details. Anyway, it would be safer for Ann if she knew little or 
nothing about their business, he thought. 

"Mexico!" Ann announced, as if she was suddenly reading his mind. "You're 
going to Mexico, right?" 

"That's too easy, no. That's where they'd think we'd try to go, but they'd 
get us if we did. But, you're right about our wanting to get out of the 
country," he added, his mind suddenly filled with the problems he knew he 
yet had to face. 

"Well, where are you going?" Ann quizzed, now feeling completely baffled by 
the whole thing. She was pleased that Hank was willing to answer her 
questions, at least in part, and she smiled back at Todd who was still 
staring at her. 

"Right now, Vegas! From there it all depends on the connections we can 
make!" 

"Oh, hey! I've never been to Las Vegas!" Ann felt truly excited at the 
prospect of seeing the town, even under these unusual circumstances. But, 
then, Ann felt like being quiet, as she suddenly realized why she was being 
taken along on the trip. They couldn't afford to let her go, not even in Las 
Vegas, as they'd be running the risk of having her turn them in to the 
police. Yet, the thought occurred to her that the police could help them, 
and she started to suggest that, when she thought better of it. They would 
have gone to the police if they could really help. No, their problem was too 
serious, and she realized that they would be no better off with the police 
than with whoever they were running from. Hank had stolen the car that she 
had stopped by to pick him up, and then there was her car, and herself! She 
knew then that she was going to be with them a long time, maybe even to 
leave the country! 

"Thanks," Ann said. 

"For what?" 

"For being honest about this." 

"It's not over for us by a long shot!" 

"Well, I understand why you couldn't let me go," Ann said simply. She still 
didn't like the way she was forced sexually, but that part of it had been 
pushed to the back of her mind. 

"Maybe you can stay in Vegas," Hank lied, wanting to make her feel better. 
His life was at stake, that took precedence over everything, but he still 
could understand the difficulties he and Todd had caused Ann. 

"How would I get back to San Francisco without going to the police? I mean 
without any money, you know?" Ann saw the writing on the wall. They'd still 
need her car unless they wanted to risk stealing another one. 

"How about your boyfriend?" Hank said, but then he was sorry he mentioned 
it. 

"I don't think I could face him ever again," Ann said without bitterness. 
She was seeing John in a different perspective, yet she was still confused 
about what to do. She wanted to hold on to some hope, and he was all she had 
to cling to. She just didn't want to say so to Hank and Todd, as she knew 
that they couldn't conceive of such a man and woman relationship. Whether or 
not she could actually face John again would remain to be seen; that was if 
she ever got back to San Francisco. So much had happened to her in the past 
few hours, that she almost felt like she would never go back to her job; or 
anything there, again. She had already experienced too many things that made 
her feel different. 

"No, if I went back, even if I could get the means to go, there would be too 
many questions to be answered. You know perfectly well that 

I'd have to tell about you. I understand that you can't let me go, yet, but 
thanks for trying!" Ann had become more perceptive than she had ever been in 
her life before. It was the result of her experiences of that day, she knew. 

"Don't lose hope," Hank said. He knew he was being optimistic, but he went 
on anyway. "A lot depends on how we're received by some gentlemen in Vegas. 
Hell, we may not have enough to get out of there ourselves!" 

"You're counting on someone there to provide a way out of the country, huh?" 
Ann didn't mind asking any questions now, as she had just about concluded 
that she would be a captive for a long time. 

"Yeah, The people we do things for. They may help, and then again, they may 
not!" Hank replied, and his tone was bitter. 

"Why shouldn't they help you?" Ann pressed, seeing the doubts in Hank's 
expression. 

"In some rackets, if you mess up the company disowns you, so to speak. They 
don't want to be tied in with anything unpleasant. That's generally the way 
it is in ours!" Hank glanced back over his shoulder to look directly at Ann, 
and as he suspected, she looked confused. He knew that she wouldn't 
understand, but it helped him to talk about it. 

"That doesn't sound very fair! I mean ... you ought to quit!" Ann announced 
seriously. It broke Hank and Todd, and they laughed openly together with Ann 
joining them. She realized how ridiculous her statement had been, and she 
too saw the humor in it, as serious as the game was. 

"I'll tell you what, baby!" Hank said as he gasped between bursts of 
laughter. "After we get there. I might just do that! I think you've got the 
right idea." 

Ann smiled, but then other questions entered her mind, and she waited for 
Hank and Todd to stop laughing. She was pleased that they could make light 
of a serious problem, whatever that problem really was, but she wanted to 
tell them that she would do her best not to get in the way. She felt it 
would be better that way for her and them. 

"How much longer before we reach Las Vegas?" Ann questioned after a moment. 

"Not long now. Maybe an hour. We're making good time." Hank looked down at 
the speedometer, reminding himself to watch his speed. 

"I just want to tell you now, that I won't cause you any trouble there," Ann 
said simply. She looked directly at Todd, then Hank as both glanced back at 
her. 

"I know!" Hank replied. 

Ann leaned back in the seat, content to watch the passing scenery as they 
sped toward Las Vegas. She had gotten a strange feeling, one that made her 
feel terribly insecure, and she wanted to put it out of her mind. Yet, the 
thought persisted, and she was truly afraid that she was going to be 
separated from Hank and Todd, in a town she knew nothing about. It was only 
intuition, a feeling that made her remember how easy it was to be alone, 
just as she had been early that same morning. She knew that it was possible 
to be left that way again, only the idea now frightened her even more. She 
had changed, she thought, and in more ways than she had really believed. 

* * * 

"If you're going to Vegas for the first time, you should plan to arrive at 
night!" Hank said, seeing the expression on Ann's face. 

"Wowwww! What an electric bill! I've never seen so many lights in all my 
life!" Ann couldn't believe how bright out it was, the electric signs 
seeming to splash and turn and flash in every imaginable direction and 
shape. It was wildly exciting just to drive down the street among them. 
There were cars and people everywhere, seemingly millions of them after the 
long drive on deserted back roads. She imagined it had to be shocking for 
someone that didn't know about the town to suddenly come upon it in the 
middle of the desert. It was like an electric oasis that didn't really 
belong there. 

"Yeah, lots of activity, and lots of people!" Hank stated, but then he 
glanced back at Ann looking serious. "Wanted you to see this approach, but 
it isn't as bright where we're going." With that, Hank turned off the main 
"strip," and momentarily, it was like they were back in the desert again. He 
drove toward the downtown section, first passing through a residential 
district, then an area that looked like any other manufacturing town. The 
buildings were mostly dark and seemingly deserted, and as they got closer to 
downtown, they became taller and closer together. Ann could still see some 
of the bigger hotels running parallel to the street they were on, but the 
gaiety was completely gone. Hank and Todd had fallen very silent, and Ann 
felt a growing tension, like an electric charge filling the car. She knew 
they were concentrating on the job that lay ahead of them, and she began to 
wonder just who these people were that Hank and Todd had to rely on. Ann 
visualized all sorts of people, but it wasn't long before she found out. 

Hank stopped the car in front of a long building, a place Ann thought to be 
either an apartment house or office building. It was hard to tell which, but 
there were lights on all over it. She began to feel the tension too, as Hank 
turned around to speak. 

"You stay with Todd! I'm going to do the talking with the Man." He was half 
directing his comments to Todd, and he saw that Todd was displeased. "Yeah, 
you better wait inside the building, but stay in the hall," Hank went on as 
if reading Todd's mind. With that, he opened the car door and got out. 

"Don't worry none," Todd said looking back at Ann, then he opened the 
passenger door, stepping out and holding it while Ann climbed out of the 
back seat. "You just stay with me, and nothin's going to happen," Todd added 
protectively. 

"I'm fine," Ann said, although she wasn't. She didn't know what else to say, 
as the mysterious actions had made her nervous. Hank led the way into the 
front of the building, and Todd and Ann followed a few steps behind. It was 
surprisingly cool out, and walking into the warmth of the building made Ann 
feel more at ease. Nothing about the place seemed ominous, which made her 
wonder why she should feel so nervous. Todd was right there with her, and 
his size alone was enough to make anyone feel secure. It was the pained 
expression on Hank's face that bothered Ann the most. She thought he might 
just be overly tense from the long drive he'd made. 

They walked through a lobby toward the back of the building, Ann noting that 
the place looked no different inside that other buildings of similar design. 
It was modern and clean, but nothing imagine. Hank turned a corner at the 
back of the building, and catching up to him, Ann saw that it was a long 
hallway, doors spaced along each side with one door at the very end. Hank 
had stopped there, and he turned to face them. 

"You wait here!" he announced with a nod, and then he turned and walked 
straight down the hall. Ann watched him go to the door at the end, and he 
opened it without knocking, disappearing inside. It was almost like he had 
been eaten up by the building, and she moved closer to Todd. 

"What's he doing? Why do we have to wait here?" Ann said without really 
thinking. Todd smiled, shrugged his shoulders, and then stuffed his hands in 
his pockets. 

"He needs to get money and papers, so we can leave the country!" It was all 
he could say, and he knew that it didn't help to comfort Ann. 

"Are you waiting here in case he needs help?" she questioned, aware that 
Todd wasn't taking his eyes off the door at the end of the hall. 

"Something like that I guess," Todd answered, but it was apparent that he 
wasn't really sure either. 

They had been waiting for only five minutes, and neither Ann nor Todd 
noticed the man coming up behind them. When he spoke, Ann was so startled 
that she thought her stomach was caught in her throat. 

"Walk on down the hall!" 

Ann felt like she had been caught in the act of spying, and she turned to 
see a tall man standing directly behind them both. He looked like any 
ordinary man, but his expression told her not to object. She looked to Todd, 
but he just smiled and shrugged again, then did as the man asked. 

Afraid to turn around again, Ann walked with Todd to the end of the hall, 
where Todd stopped in front of the door. She saw beads of sweat breaking out 
on his forehead, and she knew that he was considering doing something 
dangerous. For an instant she thought to jump back out of the way, when a 
hand pushed against her back. 

"Go on inside!" 

There was no questioning the implications of the man's tone, and Ann moved 
quickly, opening the door and going in ahead of Todd. The room she stepped 
into was semi-dark, the only source of light coming from the hallway and 
another open door to her left. She could see that she was in a reception 
type office, and she immediately shifted her eyes to the door where the 
light came from. There she saw part of what looked more like a large living 
room than an office, and she heard voices coming from the large room, one of 
which she immediately recognized as Hank's. 

"Look, Rudo, the foul-up was thanks to the planning that goes on here. I'm 
not asking you to undo what's already been done, I just need help to get out 
of the country!" Hank's voice sounded strained and tense, but he wasn't 
pleading. 

"Wait!" 

Ann stopped as the man told her, and she turned to see him walk to the large 
room. Todd was smiling as always, but she could see he didn't like what was 
happening at all. The man interrupted Hank's discussion, and Ann listened to 
see what was being said. 

"I found this pair out in the hall. What do I do with them?" 

"They're with me!" Hank said quickly. 

"Bring 'em in here!" 

Ann felt a cold chill run up her spine at the sound of the man's voice. From 
the tone there was no question as to who the boss was in the other room, and 
she formed a mental picture of him immediately. She was sure he had to be 
short and fat, with a black cigar stuck in his well-groomed face. When the 
man who had found them in the hall motioned for them to go into the other 
room, Ann waited until Todd led the way. Something made her feel like she 
should have stayed in the car, and she thought her heart was going to thump 
right out of her chest as she stepped into the large room. 

"You know Todd!" Hank said quickly. He was standing in front of a large 
desk, obviously disturbed by the interruption caused by Todd's and Ann's 
entrance. 

"Yeah, who's the chick?" Rudo said without even looking at Todd. 

Ann was surprised by the man behind the desk, as he wasn't at all like she 
had expected. Instead of being short and fat, he was average build and 
height, and his dress and appearance made him seem more like a professional 
golfer than anything else. He didn't look at all like he sounded, with the 
exception of his dark, black eyes, and they were practically drilling holes 
through her, Ann thought. She didn't know quite what to say, and she was 
greatly relieved when Hank jumped in. 

"Her name's Ann Williams! I borrowed her car to get here, and she was in 
it," Hank said openly. He knew there was no point in trying to fool Rudo. 
Then he added, "Look, Rudo, you don't have to worry about her. I'll take 
care of her. What about the papers and money! I know you can supply them if 
you want to!" Hank was being forceful, but with very easy going limitations. 
He knew better than to act tough with Rudo, too. 

Rudo leaned way back in his chair, and he slowly moved his dark eyes around 
the room, first from Hank to Todd, then to Ann. He liked what he saw, but he 
always took his time in assessing a situation. "Okay Hank! You know what the 
deal is. A punk like you fouls up, and it's tough! You shouldn't have even 
come back here, and you know it!" Rudo talked very deliberately, without 
even looking back at Hank. Instead his eyes were still on Ann, and it made 
her feel like he was talking to her instead of Hank. Something about his 
look suddenly gave her courage. 

"That's not fair!" Ann blurted out without thinking. She almost felt like 
the words had come from somebody else. 

"Shut up!" Hank said quickly, but Rudo sat forward in his chair, a large 
smile spread across his face. It was almost a pleasant smile, and it 
relieved Ann to see it. She had thought at first that she was going to be 
nailed to the wall, but then she almost felt like she was going to be saved. 

"You're right, chick! It's not fair!" Rudo said, the smile still covering 
his face. Ann looked over to where Hank was standing, half expecting to see 
him smiling too, but all she saw was a very deep frown. 

"I'm sorry," Ann said sheepishly, and she looked down at the floor, afraid 
of the look she was getting from Hank. Somehow she felt like she had just 
signed his death warrant, although she couldn't understand why. 

"Why do you want to protect these bums?" Rudo said, and for a moment Ann 
didn't realize he was talking to her. "Didn't these guys force you to come 
here?" he added, and then Ann realized he was asking her questions. She 
looked up at Rudo, but his eyes made her look down again to answer. 

"Yes," she said weakly. 

"So?" 

Ann looked up again, and she thought she might just as well say what she 
felt. If any damage was resulting, it had already been started. She 
swallowed once, then she looked straight at Rudo. "I don't even know what 
you do, but it's the principle of it. If someone does something for you, 
well you should back them up!" She kept her eyes on Rudo, but she could 
almost imagine how Hank looked at that moment. Rudo suddenly stood up from 
his chair, and it gave her a chance to glance over at Hank. He had turned 
his back to her, so she couldn't see the expression on his face. 

"Josh!" Rudo said suddenly, and the man who had brought Ann and Todd to the 
room turned and left. Rudo had nodded at him, and he seemed to know what 
Rudo wanted. Walking around the desk, Rudo then approached Hank. "You should 
have had this chick with you on the job. Maybe then you wouldn't have fouled 
up!" Rudo picked up the top of a gold box on the corner of his desk, then 
took a cigarette out of it. He lit the cigarette before going on. 

"She presents a good case! Hank, you and Todd can get the necessary papers 
and money from Josh. You'll exit from New Orleans." He stopped and turned 
toward Ann, and she was astounded by his sudden change of heart. "Get the 
girl's things out of the car. You're leaving her here ... We'll keep her 
until you're out!" Rudo added, and then he turned around, returning to the 
chair. 

Hank started to say something, but instead he walked quickly past Ann to the 
door. His eyes never met hers, but he stopped at the doorway and looked back 
at Rudo. "Okay Rudo, thanks ... Todd, let's go!" With that, he walked out 
with Todd close on his heels. 

Ann was dumbfounded and hurt. She had at least expected Hank and Todd to say 
good-bye, but not even to give her a last look! For a moment she thought she 
was going to cry, but she figured that Hank was embarrassed by what Rudo had 
said about her help, so she forced her feelings into the back of her mind. 
It wasn't the time to be sorry or mad about being snubbed. She had a more 
immediate problem to contend with, and that was simply what was to become of 
her. She realized that she was staring at the doorway Hank and Todd had left 
through, and feeling a little silly, she turned back toward Rudo. 

"Go back out to the hallway. You can have the first room on the right," he 
said softly. Ann nodded, not sure what else to do, and she started to leave 
his office. "Oh, and listen, chick!" Rudo added. "Don't try to leave the 
building!" 

Ann looked directly into his eyes, and with all the conviction she could 
muster, she answered, wanting him to know that she was grateful. "I won't!" 
Then she hurried out of the room. 

Ann lingered in front of the first door to the right in the hallway, half 
hoping that she would see Hank or Todd appear, but the hallway was empty. 
There was nothing but a row of closed doors, leading to the main corridor. 
She was tempted to walk down to the end of the hall so she could look up 
toward the lobby, but she had the feeling that it was too easy for her to 
just walk on out of the place. Rudo's last words to her were enough to 
remind her of the way Josh had come up behind her and Todd, and she had the 
ominous feeling that she was being watched. 

Turning the doorknob, Ann slowly opened the door, and she was glad to 
discover that there was a light on in the room beyond. She hesitated for 
another moment, looking back out into the hallway once more, but it was 
still as empty, so she closed the door behind her. There was a short hallway 
leading into the room with a door on either side, and Ann paused to check 
each one. The door on her left opened to a large, empty closet, and closing 
it, she turned to the door opposite. When she opened it, she felt her heart 
leap into her throat, but then she realized that she was looking at her own 
reflection in a large mirrored wall. It was at the far end of a spacious 
bathroom, one more luxuriously appointed than she had ever seen in her life, 
and she stared at the fixtures in the room for several seconds. There was a 
large bathtub to the right, and she noted that the faucets above it looked 
like real gold. Everything in the room in fact seemed to be trimed in real 
gold, and she thought how nice it would be to get into a steaming bath. But, 
then she remembered that she had just entered the place, and she turned 
toward the main room. It opened out on both sides of the short hallway, and 
it was perfectly in keeping with the regal appointments of the bath. The 
gold carpet on the floor was at least three inches thick, she thought, and 
she again stopped and stared around the room. It was magnificent in every 
way, and she was reminded of some pictures she had seen in a House Beautiful 
magazine. The entire wall to the right was mirrored from floor to ceiling, 
just like in the bathroom, and it had swirls of gold in it, how she didn't 
know. What the mirror reflected was even more astounding, an impressive 
bed-sitting room, the focal point of which was a mammoth bed on the wall 
opposite the mirror. It was the biggest bed Ann had ever seen, and it was 
covered with a gold satin spread draped clear to the floor. 

"Wow!" Ann exclaimed out loud. She was almost afraid to walk on into the 
room, as if she would disturb all the beauty if she did. She thought it even 
more impressive than the pictured hotel rooms in the magazine, and she 
marveled that such a room would be provided for her. Kicking off her shoes, 
Ann walked slowly across the carpeted floor, feeling the long fibers of the 
carpet tickling her feet. She was sure her feet sank in two or more inches, 
and she stopped at the first large chair she came to, sitting down like a 
queen. To her right was the mirrored wall, and to her left the large bed, on 
either side of which were two big lamps. They were the only lights on in the 
room, but they gave a pleasant glow to the whole surroundings. To her front, 
the wall was draped its full length, and floor to ceiling with a deep gold 
material, and she was suddenly curious about the view. Standing up, Ann 
walked over to the drape, and parting it at the middle, she was shocked to 
discover there were no windows at all. It was a solid wall, and the drapes 
obviously only hung there for decoration. It was a startling reminder that 
she Was still a prisoner too! 

Ann walked back to the chair, remembering what Rudo had said to Hank. He 
would keep her until they were out! She wondered just how long that would 
be, and thinking about it made her feel depressed. Somehow she had begun to 
think of Rudo as the man who would free her, but she realized that it would 
probably be a minimum of a week before Hank and Todd could drive to New 
Orleans, then leave the country. That was a long time to be missing, and she 
imagined how John must have felt when she didn't show up at his parents. The 
thought oc-cured to her that he may not have called the police. He may have 
felt that she simply chickened out facing his parents, as she did make a 
scene about it when she last saw him. That date seemed so far in the past, 
that Ann had a hard time remembering just what had happened. But it was no 
longer important. What did matter, was the question of whether or not he 
called the police, and the more she thought about it, the more she was 
convinced he hadn't. She was sure he and his family were not about to get 
involved in something potentially scandalous, and it would be easy for them 
to simply assume that she had gotten cold feet. She wasn't really good 
enough, Ann was sure of that before she had picked Hank up, and since then, 
she was even more convinced of her position. Being reported missing seemed 
impossible, yet Ann did want her freedom. She wanted to get away from Las 
Vegas and return to her own home more than anything. She had no real reason 
to stay any longer, and without Hank and Todd, the excitement was gone ... 
So she thought! 

Her last sight of Hank and Todd stayed vividly in her mind like a stinging 
reminder. She just couldn't understand why they had left without saying a 
word, especially since everything had been so nice while they were driving 
through the desert. She wanted to ask them what was wrong? Why they had said 
nothing to her as they left Rudo's office? Jumping up from the chair, Ann 
decided to look once more out in the hall on the off chance that they hadn't 
left yet. Rudo had told them to get her things out of the car, and she knew 
they might be bringing them at any moment. It wouldn't hurt to just look out 
to see if they were on their way, she thought. 

Crossing the short hallway to the door, Ann reached out for the knob and 
turned it. Nothing happened, and she tried again. The handle turned all 
right, but she still couldn't open the door. The latch was staying where it 
was. Releasing the knob like it was hot, Ann stepped back, realizing that 
she was locked into the room! They didn't trust her after all, and she felt 
angered by their questioning her word. She had said she wouldn't try to 
leave, and she'd meant it. 

"Ooohh!" Ann groaned disgustedly, and she turned around, stomping her feet 
as she walked back to the chair. She was really a prisoner in a windowless 
room, and that fact came home to her loud and clear. Suddenly the plush 
surroundings lost some of their luster, as no matter how exotic a jail, it 
was still just that! 

The moment Ann had plopped down in the chair, she heard the door to the 
hallway open, and somebody walked into the room. Ann jumped up to see if it 
was Hank or Todd, but she was surprised to discover a very attractive woman 
standing there. 

"Hi, Ann. I'm Vivian," the woman announced, and she extended her slim hand 
out to Ann. She was so surprised at seeing another woman, that for a moment 
Ann just stood there gaping. "I brought your things," Vivian added, 
motioning to Ann's small suitcase and something else. 

"You surprised me," Ann explained as she realized she was staring, and she 
took the offered hand, feeling warmth in Vivian's touch. "I'd expected Hank 
and Todd to bring my stuff," Ann said, and she looked at the things Vivian 
had placed by the hallway. Ann noticed her suitcase first, but then she saw 
the blanket from the car was there too. They had folded it up like a 
present, and Ann suddenly realized that it was like a sign. Exactly what, 
she wasn't quite sure, but it was as if Hank was reminding her of her first 
sexual experience. Perhaps, she thought, it was his way of saying good-bye. 
"Thank you," Ann said, turning back to the woman. 

Vivian had a very warm smile, and she seemed to radiate the warmth to Ann. 
She looked to be in her late twenties, her facial features sharply defined 
and accented by full red lips and large brown eyes. Her hair was reddish 
brown and close cut in a style that suited her face perfectly. She was 
wearing a simple short skirt and blouse, and Ann couldn't help noticing her 
curving, sensual figure. The look she gave Ann was so understanding, that 
Ann suddenly wanted to cry. In spite of her efforts to hold back, a great 
sob welled up in her chest, and she quickly put her hands to her face. 

"There, there," Vivian said softly, and she wrapped her arms around Ann, 
holding her tightly as if to protect her from unknown grief. Ann melted in 
the understanding woman's arms, all of the frustrations of her captivity 
seeming to swell out of her body. It was a few minutes before Ann could 
regain her composure. It was like the whole nightmare of the old man at the 
store, Todd, Hank, had all come back to her as she would have viewed it that 
morning. Could it have been such a short time ago? But then, Ann remembered 
where she was, and she calmed down. 

"I'm sorry ... I guess ... I..." Ann stuttered, not really knowing how to 
describe her feelings. Somewhere in the back of her mind she felt that Hank 
and Todd would be discovered in her car, and then they would have to tell 
where she was. That was her key to freedom, Ann was sure of it! 

"You have no one, do you," Vivian said sympathetically, her arms still 
gently holding Ann to her body. 

"No ... I ... No, I don't," Ann replied. She was able to stop sobbing, and 
she looked into Vivian's eyes, grateful for her comforting. It was true, Ann 
thought, not even John was any help to her. 

"Come with me," Vivian said softly, and she led Ann toward the bathroom. "A 
warm bath will do wonders for you!" she added, as she opened the door. 

Ann followed Vivian without really caring what she was doing, and the idea 
of a bath did sound nice. Vivian turned on the faucets to begin filling the 
tub, and Ann feeling not at all self-conscious, began to undress. In a 
moment, she stood looking at her naked body reflected in the mirrored wall. 
She didn't think of herself as beautiful, but she did know she had a body to 
be proud of. She was daydreaming when Vivian reached out and touched her, 
and she realized that the woman was looking at her. 

"Get into the tub, Ann. The water's warm and nice," Vivian said, her soft 
voice soothing and gentle. 

Ann did as she was told, stepping into the warm water, then slowly sitting 
down. Vivian had poured some oils into the bath, and the scent was very 
pleasant, Ann thought. It also seemed to make the water caress her body, 
everywhere, and the effect was both relaxing and stimulating. Vivian had sat 
down on the edge of the tub, and something made Ann suddenly feel she could 
trust her. 

"Will you help me, Vivian?" Ann said quickly. "I mean, to get out of this 
place?" 

Vivian smiled, understanding, and she leaned closer to Ann. "Where do you 
have to go?" she asked simply. It was a direct question, and Ann couldn't 
immediately think of an answer. She really wasn't sure what she would do if 
she got free. 

"I don't like being a prisoner!" Ann stated emphatically. She again though 
about Hank and Todd, and the possibility that they might be caught in her 
car. 

"You don't have to be, you know," Vivian replied, but Ann didn't really 
listen. She was thinking of her one chance, and she looked at Vivian, 
wanting to tell her. 

"If Hank and Todd are caught, then they'll have to tell where I am. The 
police will come looking for me!" Ann felt confident about it. "They're in 
my car!" 

Vivian's smile changed slightly, and Ann realized she looked sympathetic. 
There was something Vivian knew, Ann was sure. "Ann, you must understand 
that Hank and Todd were not to be trusted," Vivian said, but she could see 
that Ann would have to know more. She shrugged, then added, "They fouled up 
something important. When they get to New Orleans, they'll be killed!" 
Vivian thought she might as well get the news delivered and over with. "Your 
car was changed enough that no one would recognize it!" 

Ann was stunned, not wanting to believe what Vivian was telling her, but she 
knew that it was true. Rudo wouldn't have really changed his mind so easily, 
just because of the things she had said! "Oh, NO!" The words barely were 
audible, yet Ann thought she had screamed them. Hank and Todd were headed 
into a trap ... They were to be... 

Lifting her hands to her face, Ann fought to control her emotions, trying to 
understand what was happening. She was hardly aware of Vivian's hand 
stroking her head, and the words of comfort that were softly spoken. She was 
remembering how Hank had avoided her eyes, how he had stopped at the door of 
Rudo's office, never looking back at her. Then she remembered what he had 
said, and more important, how he had said it. Of course! Hank knew! That had 
to be it! Suddenly Ann understood why he hadn't wanted to look at her, and 
why he was not questioning leaving her there. She felt confident that Hank 
and Todd were not going to New Orleans. Where and how they would leave the 
country, Ann couldn't guess, but she was sure that he would find a way. She 
felt better, but not for long. There was one big question remaining, and 
that was why Rudo had locked her in the room? Why had he said she could 
leave when Hank and Todd were out, when all along he was planning to do away 
with them? It would have been just as easy to let her go, unless he didn't 
want them picked up by the police! She had to know the answer, and she 
dropped her hands, looking up into Vivian's pretty face. 

"What about me? Why does he want to keep me here?" Ann pleaded with Vivian, 
desperate to know the truth. 

"You must have realized that Rudo-likes you, otherwise he'd have let you go 
with them. You understand what that would have meant," Vivian said 
ominously. She stood up suddenly, leaving the bathroom for a moment, but 
then when she came back, she held out two pills to Ann. "Here. Take these 
... You'll feel much better." 

Her voice was so soft and understanding, Ann took the offered pills and 
immediately swallowed them. Then she watched as Vivian again sat down on the 
edge of the tub, this time picking up a washrag and soap. Vivian dipped the 
cloth in the warm water, then slowly began soaping it. Suddenly, apparently 
accidentally, Vivian dropped the wet cloth onto her lap, and she stood up, 
brushing at the water on her clothes. "How stupid of me," she said, but then 
she shrugged and smiled. "Oh, well, they'll dry," she added simply, and with 
that she peeled off her skirt and blouse. Ann was surprised to see that 
Vivian was wearing nothing underneath her clothes, as she was standing by 
the tub completely nude. She had looked sexy in her clothes, but naked, Ann 
though she was voluptuously striking. Her breasts were not large, but they 
stood out firmly without support, and her long lithe body was perfectly 
shaped. Ann's eyes fell to the triangle patch of her pubic hair, noting how 
silky smooth it looked, framed by her delicate thighs. As Vivian again sat 
down on the edge of the tub, Ann noticed that her nipples were hard, like 
tiny pink buds, and she suddenly realized that she was staring. She diverted 
her eyes, knowing she should feel uncomfortable, but not really feeling so. 
Somehow, Vivian's actions made her nudity seem perfectly all right. She 
again picked up the washcloth, working the bar of soap around it. 

"You know, Ann dear, life here isn't really bad at all," Vivian said softly. 
She reached out with the washcloth and began to slowly soap Ann's back. "If 
you know how to please men, you'd be surprised just how comfortable things 
can be." Vivian went on. She worked around Ann's arms with the cloth, then 
casually brushed it across her breasts. Ann felt like an electric bolt had 
danced over her nipples, and she was suddenly aware of a strong awakening in 
her body. Her nipples had instantly hardened from the touch of the cloth, 
and she wondered if the pills she'd taken had anything to do with it. A 
pleasant euphoria seemed to take hold of her body, and she just relaxed, 
enjoying the pleasure Vivian's touch was giving her. There was nothing to be 
embarrassed about, as after all, Vivian was only helping her bathe! 

"Most of my time is my own, Ann," Vivian continued. Her voice seemed a long 
way away, but the touch of the cloth was like nothing Ann had ever felt. 
"Now and then, Rudo wants me to escort a client or customer of his, but it 
isn't like some ordinary whore. In this town you're associated with an 
outfit, or you don't belong. I'm very well taken care of ... There isn't 
anything I want that I can't have," Vivian droned on in a soft, convincing 
voice. Ann was absorbing her words, but they sounded very distorted. She 
couldn't quite grasp why Vivian was talking that way, telling her all those 
things. The washcloth was moving around and over her breasts, and it felt so 
good. She didn't want it to ever stop. The scent and feel of the warm water 
around her body seemed to intensify with each passing second, and Ann closed 
her eyes, trying to listen to Vivian's soft mesmeric voice. 

"Rudo-likes you, Ann. I like you," Vivian added, and she moved the washcloth 
down over 

Ann's smooth, white belly. Ann's hips seemed of their own volition to lift 
up out of the water toward Vivian's hand, and she moved the cloth slowly 
down between Ann's firm full thighs. Vivian stared at the soft blonde tips 
of Ann's pubic hair, the smooth curving outline of her vaginal lips plainly 
visible beneath the silky fur-like pelt. It excited her tremendously, but 
she shifted her attention to washing Ann's long, slimly, tapered legs. 

"I think you could be very happy working here, Ann. If you make Rudo happy, 
there is nothing you couldn't have. I have a beautiful place, and if you 
liked, you could share it with me," Vivian added. 

Ann tried to assemble all of her thoughts, but she found concentrating 
extremely difficult. Her blood was racing through her body, and her nerve 
ends seemed sensitive to the slightest touch. It was totally overwhelming, 
even the gentle splash of the water amplified to a crescendo of pruriently 
rising sensations. She thought her body was again taking over her mind, no, 
it was more than that! Her brain was being receptive to everything her body 
felt! 

"Vivian ... Your touch..." Ann was trying to explain her inability to 
converse, but Vivian seemed to understand completely. 

"Don't talk if you don't want to," Vivian said softly. She ran the washcloth 
up between Ann's legs, coming closer and closer to the curling forest 
between her thighs. 

"But ... I must leave ... I don't want to be a prisoner here!" Ann said, 
trying to reorganize her thoughts. She forced herself to concentrate on the 
incidents that brought her to Las Vegas, all the things that had happened to 
her that day. She was abducted, a captive, and she wanted to be free. 

"If I were you, I wouldn't want to leave. You're too beautiful ... And you 
know too much!" Vivian lowered her voice at the last part of her statement, 
and way back in some corner of Ann's mind a memory was struck. It was 
something that Hank had said about the company disowning you, and she knew 
how they'd planned to disown him. Had he really fouled something up, or had 
he merely displeased them? It was something she guessed she would never know 
for sure, but it had suddenly all fit together. It was possible that Hank 
was running from them, even while he was going to them for help. The sudden 
awareness, also clearly told Ann what she had to do. 

"Ooouuuuuu. Vivian ... it's ... so..." Ann was completely overwhelmed by the 
sensation of the washcloth brushing over her vagina. It legs out wider, 
welcoming the butterfly-like core. like a robot, Ann gratefully spread her 
legs out wider, welcoming the butterfly like fondling of Vivian's expert 
hand. Ann knew that she was really left with no choice about her future. If 
she pleased Rudo, like Vivian obviously did, she would be made very 
comfortable. If not, well, she was enjoying the sensations in her body far 
too much to worry about that. 

"Ooouuuuuuu!" Ann moaned in response to the delights thundering through her 
nerve tips. 

Vivian had wrapped the washcloth around her middle finger, and using it like 
a wedge, she ran the cloth down between the crevice of Ann's smoothly 
rounded buttocks. She pressed it in against her little puckered anus, 
probing at it until Ann twisted erotically in the water filled tub. Vivian 
felt fluid flowing from her own vagina, and her clitoris was like a hardened 
bud of fire, waiting to be touched. She was tempted to jump into the tub 
with the young blonde girl, fall upon her with her lips kissing every part 
of her sensual body. But that wasn't the time, and she was sure there would 
be plenty of time for that later. She backed her finger away momentarily, 
and she smiled when Ann opened her eyes, as they were flashing with lust. 

"I think you'll do fine, Ann dear," Vivian said seriously. She was truly 
convinced that Ann would make the grade, and she hoped the girl did, for her 
sake as well. 

"What ... Oh, Vivian! What will I do?" Ann thought her belly was going to 
explode. She had never been so aroused, so completely absorbed by sensual 
pleasure in her life. She knew for certain it had to be the pills, and she 
guessed that Vivian had given them to her to help. She remembered what 
Vivian had said about pleasing Rudo. "I'm to be tested! Isn't that right?" 
Ann blurted out excitedly. She wanted it, anything, the way she felt. 

Vivian helped Ann out of the tub, and she pulled the girl's trembling 
nakedness to her own naked body. "Yes, dear. You will," Vivian said simply. 
She gasped feeling the naked, wet warmth of Ann's body pressed to hers, but 
she then backed away. Picking up a towel, Vivian began to quickly dry Ann, 
but with a tender skill born of lust. Ann moaned as she was rubbed into even 
greater sexual heights, and she was still feeling the tingling sensations on 
her body as Vivian led her to the bed. Ann fell upon it face down, her mind 
reeling with the burning fire of desire that roared in her belly. The 
contact of the smooth fabric covering the bed seemed to run right through 
her body, and after a moment, she rolled onto her back. She wasn't at all 
surprised to see Josh standing at the foot of the bed, his naked body 
seeming to glow in the light from the lamps, and her eyes immediately moved 
to the huge erection he was carefully stroking with his hand. 

"Fuck me!" Ann groaned urgently. "Fuck me until I can't think anymore!" 

 CHAPTER 7 

After Vivian had gone to Ann's room, Rudo waited ten minutes, busying 
himself with other problems and distractions. He knew if there was any worth 
in Ann Williams, Vivian would certainly find it, so he tried to keep his 
mind off the young girl. Vivian and Josh could handle everything, and he 
would wait for their report before he made any final decisions. There were 
important matters to take care of, things left unfinished thanks to the 
untimely interruption Hank had caused. 

Rudo sat at his desk, trying to concentrate, but the image of the curvaceous 
young blonde coming into his office behind Todd, continued to plague him. 
She had been spunky and sexy without really trying, and it was a combination 
that Rudo liked. After re-reading a letter for the third time, Rudo gave up 
trying to work, and he stood up from his desk. He had to see for himself if 
his judgment had been correct. 

Looking at his watch as he crossed his large office, Rudo stopped at a bar 
well, built into the wall. He knew there was no hurry, so he picked up a 
decanter of Scotch, then poured out three fingers into a crystal glass. 
Reaching over to a small ice-maker, he pulled out one ice cube and dropped 
it into the glass. He admired it for a brief moment, then taking his drink 
with him, he moved toward the far wall. He stopped in front of a large, 
floor-to-ceiling bookcase, then touching a switch beside it, he doused all 
the lights in the room. He knew his way in the dark, and he thought there 
was no point in taking any chances with discovery. Sliding his fingers onto 
one of the bookshelves, he found the latch, and jerking it once released the 
catch. The whole bookcase moved easily back, and Rudo stepped around it into 
the narrow observation room. He often thought if it wasn't for the gold 
swirls in the two-way mirrored wall, he would walk right on through it. The 
bedroom was empty, so closing the special bookcase behind him, Rudo moved 
along the narrow black room toward the bath. He never ceased to be amazed by 
Vivian's skills with people, especially women, and when he reached the point 
where he could see into the bathroom, his convictions proved precise again. 
He found himself wishing he'd come into the observation room sooner, so he 
could know how Vivian succeeded in getting Ann into a bath while being 
undressed herself. 

Rudo didn't wonder about Vivian's nudity for long, as he was totally 
absorbed by the naked beauty of Ann. Vivian was washing the girl's long, 
lithe legs with a wash cloth, and he could see clearly up between her white 
inner thighs to the soft blonde triangle of her pubic hair. It was only too 
apparent that Ann was enjoying Vivian's fondlings, almost too much so, and 
Rudo guessed immediately that Vivian had slipped Ann some of her pills. 
Vivian didn't know he knew about her pills, as he liked the effect they had 
on her, so he let her go on using them. He didn't doubt that Vivian was sold 
on Ann, otherwise she wouldn't be so anxious to have her steamed up. 

Rudo watched as Vivian ran the wash cloth up toward the hair-lined slit of 
Ann's cunt, and seeing her reaction to the fondling brought on a tremendous 
excitement. His cock jerked in his pants, hardening quickly from the sight 
of Ann's sensual body as she spread her legs out wide. He made a mental note 
to reward Vivian for her skills, but he hoped that she wouldn't get carried 
away too. The way she went at the blonde's hot little ass-hole, he thought 
for a moment Vivian was going to jump in the tub with her, but then in a 
moment, she was helping Ann out of the tub, holding her. 

His cock began to ache from the confinement of his pants, and Rudo gulped 
down his drink, knowing that he wanted to jump in too. He watched as Vivian 
toweled Ann dry, then pacing them from behind the two-way mirror, he moved 
to see them go into the bedroom. The moment Ann was on the bed, Vivian left 
the room passing Josh who was on the way in and Rudo knew that Vivian would 
be joining him shortly. 

Josh crawled up onto the bed on his hands and knees, and grabbing Ann's 
ankles, he pushed her legs back and up, exposing her moist blonde pussy 
completely to his sight. The tight warm hole seemed to flare open to him, 
the pink flesh palpitating like it had a mind of its own. The erect bud of 
her clitoris throbbed with her passion, and she suddenly reached down 
between her bent back legs with both hands. Using her thumbs, she spread the 
soft hair-lined lips out wider, presenting the pink warmth of her cunt to 
him. 

"Fuck me now, Josh! Fuck me NOW!" Ann hissed hotly, her body a mass of 
erotic flame. She stared down over her smooth white breasts at the thick 
column of flesh protruding hungrily from his groin, and she had to have it 
inside her belly, fucking her until it creamed all over her insides. 

"What do you think?" Vivian said as she stepped into the observation room. 
Rudo looked back at her, grinning to see her still naked body in the dull 
light. 

"She's nothing," Rudo teased. He wanted to see if he could get a rise out of 
Vivian. 

"Sure. That's why there's a lump in your pants a mile long," Vivian replied. 
She reached out and patted the hard bulge in Rudo's pants for emphasis. 

"Okay. You win. She looks like a real hot piece!" 

"I know," Vivian said, and she was staring at the lust-contorted face of the 
girl groaning and squirming around on the bed. 

Josh had planned to play with her and tease her until she was ready to 
explode, but the way Ann was already spreading her hungry little cunt was 
driving him crazy. She was one of the hottest chicks he'd ever seen, and his 
cock surged out even larger from his groin. Christ, he could stroke it once 
and cum all over her body right then! Even the scent of her skin was sexual, 
and he shifted his eyes to her face. Her long blonde hair was spilled out 
around it like a golden frame, and her eyes seemed to actually glow with 
lust. 

"Please, Josh. Now! Fuck me now!" Ann pleaded, but her voice was even, deep 
and sensual. She squirmed her hips up and around like she was waving her 
hotly snapping little pussy at him, and he suddenly fell across her body, 
his cock resting its full length along the pink valley of her cunt. He 
mashed his mouth to hers, his tongue instantly probing into her throat, and 
Ann moaned from deep in her chest. That was what she wanted, needed, and she 
wantonly began to grind her pussy against the stiff fleshy column, while her 
lips sucked voraciously on his wet swirling tongue. She could feel the blood 
pounding through his rod, and it seemed to flow right on through her 
clitoris, pulsating to her brain. 

Josh raised his hips, massaging the flowering plain of her vagina with his 
throbbing cock, and she responded by throwing her thighs even wider apart. 
The rubbery, purple head of his penis was like a one-eyed monster as it slid 
easily up and down in the warm, wet valley of her pussy, and her lubricating 
fluid clung to the vein-lined column, making it even smoother. He shoved 
forward, his member sliding hard over the surface of her cunt, the whole 
shaft rubbing her clitoris sensationally, and then his cum-heavy balls 
slapped against her parted buttocks. Ann felt the sensation of his balls 
slapping her anus, and she couldn't wait to have him another second. 
Twisting her mouth away from his, she arched her hips up against him, trying 
to worm up the bed. 

"Oh, God! Put it in me! Ram it up my cunt now!" she cried desperately. She 
would go insane if she didn't have it fucking into her right away! 

Josh was ready, and he raised up on his arms while he tried to position his 
cock over her cunt but Ann didn't wait for him, as instantly her hand was 
between their bodies and wrapping around his rigid shaft to guide it into 
her pussy. Using the tip like a wedge, she slid it back and forth, parting 
the lips clear until it made full contact with the tight opening of her 
flaming vagina. 

"There!" 

Feeling the same intense urgency, Josh shoved his hips hard forward, driving 
his penis down the clasping tunnel of lust like a bullet through a barrel. 
The walls of her wet cunt smoothly parted as he sped into her, the warmth 
grabbing at his cock like it was sucking him up inside. The long shaft 
disappeared quickly up into the hotly clenching hole between her legs, not 
stopping until his groin smashed hard against the lips of her wide-splayed 
vagina with a loud thud. 

"Ooooouuuuuuuu! Yeesssssssssss! Goddddddddd!" Ann screamed as her womb was 
filled with the hot, throbbing column, the thick rubbery head mashing 
against her cervix like it was going to crash through to her belly. Her cunt 
was stretched wide with his cock, and it was what she wanted, what she had 
to have. His cum-laden balls slapped against her anus sending rippling 
sensations up her spine to her brain, and her pubic hair was entangled in 
the dark bush at the base of his thick, wonderful cock. 

"Oouuu, fuck! God! Fuck me hard like that!, ' Ann moaned, and Josh complied, 
raising his hips back to withdraw his throbbing penis, only to drive hard 
forward again. He began to saw in and out of her cunt, pumping furiously 
with his hips as he was caught up in the sexual frenzy of the wild, 
animalistic creature beneath him. 

"Hot bitch!" Rudo said, but it was a statement, not necessarily a comment to 
Vivian. Ann's grinding buttocks were moving in sensual circles as Josh 
hammered his long prick into her cunt, and Rudo was amazed at the frenzy 
they had reached so quickly. He had seen enough to be convinced, and more 
than that, he had to have the young blonde's sensuously aroused body too. 
Rudo turned away from the two-way mirror, and he realized that Vivian had 
her fingers shoved inside her cunt as she watched the scene on the bed in 
the other room. She was totally unselfconscious with Rudo standing beside 
her, and she looked over at him. 

"You like her ... Why don't you take her?" Vivian said, a lusting grin 
spread across her pretty face. "Her ass-hole is still virgin ... I could 
tell!" 

Vivian's words were like a catalyst, sending the final power of desire 
whirling through Rudo's veins. That was perfect, he thought, and he grabbed 
Vivian by her arm, taking her out of the observation room with him. 

"Are you really going to fuck her in the ass, Rudo?" Vivian said as she 
walked hurriedly with him through the office. 

"Damn right, baby ... And now!" 

"Don't hurt her though Rudo! Please!" Vivian said, realizing that he meant 
it. She knew that Ann hadn't really had enough experience for such a thing, 
and was suddenly sorry she had suggested it in the heat of the moment. 

"Come on, and don't worry. I'll leave some for you!" Rudo walked out into 
the hall, and without stopping, he opened the first door to the right, 
Vivian close on his heels. In a second, the two of them were at the foot of 
the large bed staring down at the two naked bodies coupled lewdly together 
in the throes of sexual passion. 

"Roll 'er over Josh! I'm taking her ass-hole!" Rudo shouted, and he was 
pulling at his clothes to get them off. His words seemed to echo around the 
room, and Ann, her eyes wide open, blinked several times as she tried to 
understand what she heard. She saw Rudo, nearly naked, standing at the foot 
of the bed with Vivian, but she was so caught up by the fire burning deep in 
her womb, she just couldn't care. She did care that Josh stopped his 
wonderful fucking for a moment, holding her body tightly as he rolled onto 
his back. But then, Ann felt her breasts tingling, her nipples mashed 
against the hairs on his chest, and she twisted and squealed and ground her 
buttocks down hard as his cock drove in and out of her cunt with renewed 
vigor. When the bed tilted slightly, indicating someone else had joined them 
on it, she hardly noticed, and then the sensation of her naked buttocks' 
cheeks being spread wide, only made her passion greater. 

Rudo crawled up between the widespread legs, putting his face close to the 
joined flesh to watch Josh's cock sawing in and out of Ann's hungrily 
gripping vaginal hole. The tight pink flesh, rimmed by softly curling pubic 
hairs, rolled out with his cock on the out-stroke, then folded inside again 
as he thrust deep into her welcoming passage. But, it was her round naked 
buttocks that Rudo was after, the tendons flexing and relaxing hungrily as 
she worked the cock in her cunt. Spreading the cheeks wide with his thumbs, 
Rudo exposed her hairless puckered anus to his gaze, and his cock jerked 
with excitement. Quickly, he pointed his middle finger at the elastic-like 
ring of flesh, and pushing against it hard, he drove his digit inside the 
tight passage. He didn't stop shoving until his palm was flat against her 
buttocks. 

"OOoouuuuuuuu!" Ann groaned as she felt the unnatural intrusion worming 
relentlessly up into her defenseless anus, and she remembered in the back of 
her mind how Todd had done the same thing. This time was different, as it 
almost felt pleasant when the finger began moving around and around inside 
in tiny, teasing circles, stretching her virgin anus wide. She had no idea 
why it was happening, but coupled with the fucking of her cunt, it made her 
even wilder. 

Rudo stroked his hardened cock with his left hand as he worked his finger 
deeply around in the depths of Ann's rectum, preparing it for the greater 
entry to come. She wiggled her buttocks back against his unnatural assault 
as he screwed it in and out of her tight anus. He could feel Josh's cock 
making shorter strokes now in her cunt through the thin wall of flesh 
separating the two passages, knowing he was going easy until Rudo was ready. 
Pulling his finger out with a slight hissing noise, Rudo couldn't wait any 
longer. His balls felt like they would explode if he didn't hurry, and he 
leaned forward across Ann's curving back, the blunt tip of his penis pushing 
hard against her tiny, virgin anal lips. Josh was holding her tightly, and 
Rudo began to steadily increase his pressure against the small puckered 
opening, his rock hard cock throbbing with unsatiated desire. 

"Uuugghhhhh!" Ann grunted, wondering what was happening to her body as she 
felt the sudden blunt pressure against her helpless behind. Then it came to 
her all at once, the message penetrating the passion haze in her brain with 
shocking impact. He was going to fuck her back there in the ass! 

"Nnnnooooooooooo!! " Ann screamed. She tried to lurch away from the mounting 
pressure, but she was held tightly, helpless and vulnerable. Rudo ignored 
Ann's protests, shoving his hips forward with all his strength, and suddenly 
he felt the tiny opening give way to his pressure. Pushing with all his 
might, his thick headed penis suddenly popped inside, gripped tightly by the 
elastic-like flesh. 

"AAAAaggghhhhhhhhhhhh!" Ann cried out her agony as her anus was stretched to 
impossible size, the pain of his entry smashing into her brain like a 
thunderbolt. She desperately tried to twist away from the cruel impalement, 
but there was no escaping it now. The sudden conflict between the pain and 
pleasure was overwhelming, yet somehow it seemed the natural result of her 
experiences that day. She didn't understand why, but she gave up fighting, 
resigned to her fate. 

Rudo felt the resistance give way, and pushing his hips forward, he drove 
his cock several inches into the hot fleshy tunnel, making Ann scream again. 
The strong outer muscle in her anus clamped tightly around his throbbing 
column, but it only served to make him more anxious. He had to have it all 
the way inside, and shoving forward with all his pent-up strength, his long 
cock slid smoothly up into her widely stretching rectum, his groin smashing 
hard into her buttocks and flattening the soft yielding moons hard against 
her hip bones. 

"Uuuuuuummmmmmmmggggghhh!" Ann felt like a red-hot poker had cruelly been 
jammed into her rectum like someone was trying to split her in two. Her 
entire loins were stretched to impossible size, two monstrous snakes 
hungrily writhing around to tear at her belly, sandwiching her helplessly 
between. Yet, the initial pain in her rectum didn't affect the heat in her 
body at all, and in fact it only seemed to heighten the already monumental 
ecstasy. It was like a masochistic blend of agony and passion, and the 
vibrant sensations in her belly seemed to rebound with furious joy. 

"Goddamn! What a tight little ass-hole!" Rudo groaned, and his cock urged 
him to fuck deeper into her tightly clenched rectum. The tip of his penis 
seemed to tingle with excited lust, and he arched his hips back, awkwardly 
trying to pick up the rhythm of the cock fucking up into her cunt from 
beneath. 

Vivian had leaned close to watch the unnatural entry into Ann's tiny anus, 
and she was excited and startled at the same time. It seemed impossible, and 
she feared that the young girl was being torn apart by the two giant cocks. 
The elastic-like flesh of her anus and cunt seemed to flower open to their 
assault, however, and Ann's cries suddenly seemed to change in tone. 

She was liking it! 

Vivian moved around the bed so that she could clearly see the blonde's 
beautiful young face, and the image she saw was almost unreal. 

Her eyes were shut, then open, and there was no doubting the glaze of 
ecstasy in them. Her pink moist tongue circled hungrily around her parted 
lips, and the tension was that of pleasure, not pain! Vivian had to share in 
it! 

For Ann, it was as if all of her had become a sexual receptacle, her mind, 
arms, legs, thighs, breasts, belly, loins, and every tiny pore that covered 
her aroused body! It all was open and willing and ready to absorb without 
question, the fantastic enjoyment that was showering upon her. Oh, God, I 
love it, Ann thought! The two cocks were driving relentlessly in her groin, 
one slamming hotly into her rectum, while simultaneously the other drove 
fantastically into her burning cunt. She was being buffeted between them 
like a helpless rag doll as they worked furiously for their climax, and she 
loved it! 

"Oh, God! Fuck me! Yeesssss! Fuck me hard!" Ann screamed, and the two men 
seemed to answer her request with thundering willingness. Their rhythm was 
as one, each driving deep into her belly at the same time, then again 
withdrawing their throbbing male rods only to plunge faster again. Josh's 
hips would angle up, shoving his cock down to the depths of her vagina, 
while simultaneously, Rudo pushed down, his long cock probing hotly into the 
fleshy tunnel of her rectum, the two pinching her tightly together until 
they again withdrew. It was more lewd and obscene than she thought anything 
imaginable, and yet she squeezed insanely at the driving cocks, wanting 
desperately to milk them of all the hot, joyous sperm they contained. Her 
head was twisted to one side, her vision a blur of passion, but when 
suddenly she saw the silky patch of pubic hair moving close to her lips, she 
understood immediately who it was. 

Vivian, on her hands and knees above, spread her legs out wide, positioning 
her burning cunt so that it was open and accessible to Ann's sensual mouth, 
and she screamed as Ann quickly flicked her tongue out at her open slit. Ann 
was like a wild animal, anxious to lap up the sexual juices that flowed from 
Vivian's cunt. Her tongue snaked into the slit like a hot probe, sliding 
smoothly down the pink valley until it found the clasping opening of her 
pussy. She quickly licked all around the excitedly gapping hole, drawing all 
of the moist secretions hungrily into her mouth, and then stretching her 
tongue out its full length, she thrust it deep into the steaming passage 
while her lips sucked greedily at Vivian's hot, waiting cunt. 

"Oohhh, yeess, my darling! Suck it like thattttt!" 

Ann felt complete, ready to reach the heights that her mind and body 
demanded. Vivian's thighs were clamped around her head; her tongue was able 
to lap at the sexual juices flowing warmly from her cunt. Now she had the 
scent and taste to go with the rising sensations in her belly and the 
explosive forces in her cunt and rectum. It was pure, unadulterated sexual 
fulfillment, and her body soared to unbelievable heights of ecstasy. "I'm 
cumming," Ann thought, "Oh, God, I'm cummmiinnggg!" 

The girl sandwiched between the aroused bodies seemed to churn with sexual 
energy, pulling and sucking with tremendous force at all the probes around 
her. Her motions were like a trigger for all the mounting passion 
electrically charged as one. Rudo and Josh drove their jerking cocks deep 
into her belly, the hot urgency of her passion seeming to suck their 
reluctant climaxes from their bodies. Their cocks swelled up to tremendous 
size, and like twin volcanoes erupting, spewed their molten cum hotly into 
her belly and bowels. 

"MMmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Ann moaned against Vivian's cunt as she felt the burning 
fluid pumping like fire hoses into her hotly sucking rectum and cunt. She 
heard Vivian scream at the same time, and suddenly her mouth was filled with 
the climactic juices she so hungrily wanted. She sucked furiously at the 
warm flesh, drawing it all into her insanely hungering belly as her loins 
were flooded almost to the bursting point with the sizzling liquid from the 
two jerking cocks. It drove her to a peak beyond her wildest dreams, and her 
belly exploded with the unbound passion it contained, the receptacle and 
conductor of the bizarre sex quartet. 

 CHAPTER 9 

"Oh damn!" Ann exclaimed as she stared up at the electric display. "I didn't 
even get one number!" She tore her keno ticket into tiny pieces to emphasize 
her disgust, then left them in a neat pile on the bar. Vivian smiled at her 
mock anger, thinking how sexy Ann looked that way. 

"Do you want to play again?" Vivian questioned, toying with the empty glass 
on the bar. 

Ann looked at the women sitting next to her, and there was no mistaking her 
look. "No, let's go home," Ann said softly. Then winking, she added, "I'd 
like to play a game we can both win!" 

Vivian felt a spark of excitement flash in her belly, and she looked at Ann, 
pleased with the way things turned out. "You have a way of getting things 
started, dear. You know we're entertaining for Rudo tonight!" She slid down 
off of the barstool, then started to reach in her purse. 

"Let me get it," Ann objected. "You always pay." Ann already had a fifty 
out, and she handed it over to the bartender quickly. It made her nervous to 
carry a lot of money around without having the opportunity to spend it. She 
considered dropping a fifty on a roulette table on the way out, just to do 
something with it. 

"Okay," Vivian shrugged. "It all comes from the same place." She watched as 
Ann got the change from the bartender, then leave a five for a tip. "You 
don't like having money, do you?" 

Ann smiled sheepishly at her attractive companion. "Not used to it, I 
guess." She walked with Vivian out of the bar, toward the casino. It really 
was strange to want for nothing, and she was still getting used to the idea. 
Rudo was almost too generous in looking after her, and she even at times 
felt guilty about it. It was difficult for her to understand why she was so 
well paid for doing something she enjoyed so much. 

"Some racket!" Ann said out loud. 

"Huh?" 

"Oh, I was just thinking," Ann said to Vivian. The casino was crowded with 
all sorts of people, the atmosphere charged with an excitement that still 
got to Ann. "Wait up, Viv. I want to try my luck with one number." Ann 
turned toward the closest roulette table, and Vivian followed her, lagging 
behind. 

There were several people around the table, and Ann had to reach between two 
men to get a chip from the operator. Vivian was right behind her, and she 
turned to face her. "What's the day of your birth, again?" Ann asked. 

"Twenty," Vivian smiled, pleased at the way Ann did things. 

"That's my number then!" Ann said, and she reached between the two men to 
place her chip on the number. Someone else was starting to put money on 
twenty, and Ann glanced at the people across the table while she waited for 
the spin. Her heart leaped to her throat, stifling a gasp when she saw John 
standing directly across from her. He was busy putting money on a number, 
and Ann looked down quickly, afraid that he would see her. She noticed that 
he was the one placing money on number twenty, and for a moment she guessed 
that he'd already seen her. Memories seemed to thunder through her brain, 
and she was tempted to face him, to see how he would react. It was like he'd 
come there to haunt her, and thinking about it made her angry. Why should 
she be afraid? Hell, it might even be a kick to turn a trick with him, for 
old time's sake. 

Ann looked around at Vivian who was busy telling some drunk to buzz off, and 
smiling, Ann looked up to the man across the table. He hadn't seen her, she 
was sure, as he was engrossed in what was happening on the table. Ann was 
about to say something, when a girl came up behind John and put her arm 
under his. He turned and smiled at her, and Ann thought it could have been 
her, a short time past. The girl, blonde and pretty, was sporting a diamond 
on her left hand, and Ann looked down again, just as the operator called the 
winning number. "Twenty! Black!" 

The girl with John let out a yell, and Ann watched as the money was spread 
on the table. She started to reach for it, at the same moment John was 
reaching for his winnings, and Ann pulled her hand back quickly, turning 
away from the table. 

"Come on, Viv. Let's go!" Ann said, walking hurriedly from the table. 

"What's the matter?" Vivian asked. She could see that Ann was disturbed, and 
she was concerned. 

Ann looked at Vivian as they walked out of the club, seeing the questioning 
look in her eyes. She smiled at Vivian, a special smile that meant a lot. 
"Nothing's the matter, Viv. I'm all right now." 

Vivian wasn't convinced, but Ann's beautiful face looked reassuring as she 
said wistfully: 

"I was just remembering how good it once felt to be poor." 


THE END
