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Todd Mansfield glanced at the dashboard clock and let up a little on the accelerator. He was running just a trifle early today, and dropping his speed from forty-five to thirty-five should put him back on schedule. He was getting very good at judging the speed versus distance ratio for this one section of his drive to work.

Todd was fifty years old and employed at Boron Electronics as an Electrical Engineer. He had been happily married to Sharon for nearly twenty two years. He stood six foot and weighed one hundred eighty pounds. He was in reasonably good physical condition, watching his diet and exercising regularly. To all appearances, Todd was a normal, relatively successful middle aged man.

Todd slowed and came to a full stop at the “T� intersection of Quarry Lane and Bailey Road. He looked both ways before pressing down on the gas pedal and turning left onto Bailey. He glanced again at the dashboard clock to insure his timing was still good and smiled to himself. Right on the mark.

He hummed softly to himself as he covered the one-half mile to the intersection of Bailey and Litton roads. Slowing down, he guided the truck into a right hand turn onto Litton Road. It wouldn’t be long now. Just over the little rise in the road three quarters of a mile ahead.

As the truck crested the rise, he could see her an eighth of a mile ahead, standing at the end of her driveway.

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Lindsey Travers stood at the end of her family’s long driveway on Litton Road waiting for the school bus that would take her to her ninth grade classes at Claremont Junior High in Jackson City. The Travers lived outside of town in a ranch style house set well back from the road. While not exactly rural, the houses were far enough apart to allow for the illusion of country living while still allowing neighbors to get to know each other. It was an area where people felt safe.

It was a warm morning and Lindsey was casually dressed in a light weight, short sleeved red sweater, denim button fly shorts, white socks and sneakers. Not done growing yet, she stood only five foot three inches and weighed one hundred five pounds. At fifteen years old, her slender body was just starting to fill out into young womanhood. Her hips were starting to round out and her breasts were beginning to blossom. Her legs had the firmness of youth. She wore her light brown hair long, well past her shoulders with bangs across her forehead. Her slightly angular face had large brown eyes, a straight nose and full lips.

She shifted the straps of the backpack that held her books to a more comfortable position and glanced down the road to her right to see if the bus was in sight. Hearing a vehicle approaching from the other direction, she turned and saw the blue Ford F150 pickup truck with a cap covering the bed as it cruised past her. She had noticed the truck on numerous other occasions, passing her while she waited for the bus. Someone on their way to work, no doubt. The time of day was just about right.

Lindsey glanced back to her right as the school bus approached, slowed and stopped on the other side of the street. She waited until the flashing lights changed from yellow to red and the “stop� sign on the side of the bus was deployed. The bus driver nodded to her and Lindsey trotted across the street and boarded the bus.

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Todd turned the blue Ford F150 pickup off of Litton Road and onto Hathaway. He was obsessed with the young girl who’s name he didn’t even know, and he tried to time his drive to work so that he could see her each morning. His timing had been good today, and he had passed the young girl’s house during that short period that she stood at the end of the drive waiting for the bus.

Todd felt silly sometimes, trying so hard to time his drive to see her. He would tell himself that he was too old to be acting like a kid. And damn sure too old to be thinking about a girl who he judged to be between thirteen and fifteen years old. Still, she was just so pretty. Was it really all that bad to just want to look at a pretty girl, regardless of age?

It had started innocently enough, almost accidentally. This was his normal route to come to work and he had been using it for years. Then, one morning in early fall, he had been running a little early for some reason, and he had seen her standing there, waiting for the bus. He noticed how pretty she was, and he felt some strange attraction to her that he couldn’t explain. Throughout the day, her image would occasionally pop into his head. Three days later, he again left early for work, this time for the express purpose of seeing her. Eventually, it was every day.

At first, his timing was not that good. Sometimes he would pass her house too early, before she came out. Other times he was too late, and would pass the bus after it picked her up. His timing had improved, though, and now he saw her nearly every day. Occasionally, he even got stopped by the flashing lights of the school bus and he would stop his truck and watch her as she ran across the road right in front of him.

He pulled into the parking lot of Boron Electronics and parked the truck. He sat there for a moment and took a deep breath as the memory of her drifted through his mind. She had been wearing very short denim shorts today, and the smooth curve of her legs had caused a stirring in the pit of his stomach. What would it feel like, he wondered, to run his hand over those smooth young thighs? At that age, her skin would feel like silk. Smooth and cool to the touch. He felt himself getting hard at the thought.

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Todd sat at the desk in his work area in the basement of the house he shared with Sharon. Tonight was the night she bowled on her company’s league, leaving him an evening to himself. He had been planning on working on a model of a sailing ship he was building, but found he couldn’t concentrate. Going to the bar in the rec room, Todd poured himself a stiff scotch and soda, then returned to his work area. Leaning back in his swivel chair, he put his feet up on the desk and sipped his drink.

He couldn’t concentrate on his model because his mind was filled with the girl at the end of the driveway. He wondered what her name was. Wondered how old, or rather how young, she really was. He closed his eyes and visualized her. Those shorts she had been wearing this morning, showing off those lovely legs. Even with sneakers on they were beautiful. He wondered how her legs would look in nylons and high heels. Yeah, with a silky blouse and a short skirt. He would be willing to bet she would look absolutely fantastic.

He took another sip of his drink and let his mind wander into a day dream. He was with her, sitting next to her on a couch with his arm around her. His other hand softly caressed her cheek. Leaning forward, his lips met hers in a soft kiss while his hand moved down to gently massage her small, firm breast. She trembled, and made a small noise in her throat, but she didn’t try to push him away. His hand moved down, across her stomach, down her leg. He felt her quivering under his touch as his hand stroked her thigh.

His hand moved up under her skirt, gently squeezing her leg. As they kissed, he parted his lips and let his tongue touch her lips. She responded, and his tongue entered her mouth. She moaned softly as his hand reached her crotch and slowly rubbed her most private of areas.

She was responding, her arms around his neck, her body squirming against his. Slowly, enticingly, he unbuttoned her blouse. She lowered her arms to allow him to remove it, then put them back around his neck. He lowered the zipper on her skirt, and she lifted her slender hips so he could slip it down over her legs and off.

Reaching behind her, he unfastened her bra and removed it. Her breathing was becoming shallow and rapid. She whimpered as he took one of her nipples into his mouth and started gently sucking on it. Her hand at the back of his head pulled him to her. She kicked off her shoes as he pushed her panties and pantyhose down over her thighs. They joined the rest of her garments on the floor, leaving her smooth young body completely exposed to him. Shedding his own clothing, he laid her back on the couch. Her eyes met his as he lowered himself onto her. Their lips met and he kissed her softly as he guided himself to her moist, warm opening, preparing to gently take her virginity. She closed her eyes and moaned as he slowly pushed himself up inside her….

“Todd? Are you down there, Todd?� Sharon’s voice brought him out of his reverie.

“Yes, dear. I’m down here.� Todd stood up and walked to the bottom of the stairs. Sharon was on the landing, looking down at him. “How did bowling go?�

“Good. We won all three games.�

“That’s great, hon. Feel like a drink?�

“Sounds good,� Sharon replied. “I’ll be down as soon as I put my purse away.�

Todd went to the bar, freshened his own drink, and mixed a screwdriver for Sharon. He noticed his hand was shaking ever so slightly. He was still aroused by his fantasy.

Later that night, when he and Sharon made love, he closed his eyes and pretended she was the young girl from the end of the driveway. His orgasm was massive.

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Lindsey glanced at the clock on the wall. Nearly time for the bus. Picking up her backpack, she slipped her arms through the straps.

“Bye, mom,� she called from the door.

“Goodbye, sweetheart. Have a good day at school.� Lindsey’s mother came into the living room to watch her daughter until she boarded the school bus. Ellen Travers was an attractive woman in her early thirties. Her hair was the same color as her daughter’s. She looked very much like an older version of Lindsey.

Lindsey closed the front door behind her and walked across the yard to the driveway. Reaching the street, she glanced to her right to check for the bus, but it wasn’t in sight yet. She folded her arms across her chest and waited patiently. Three minutes later, she saw the school bus round the corner onto Litton Road. Glancing in the other direction, Lindsey saw the light blue pickup truck she had seen so many times just cresting the hill.

The two vehicles were approaching her from opposite directions. The yellow warning flashers on the bus began blinking as it neared Lindsey. The pickup started slowing down. The flashers on the bus went from yellow to red as the bus came to a stop. A moment later, the truck came to a stop near Lindsey. She glanced at the driver of the pickup truck, and he smiled at her and motioned to her that it was safe to cross in front of him. It was a nice smile, a friendly smile, and Lindsey smiled back and waved before running across the street.

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Todd saw the school bus coming in the other direction. Quickly judging distances, he backed off on the gas pedal. He should arrive near the girl at the same time as the bus, meaning that he would have to stop for the bus’s flashing lights, and she would have to cross in front of his truck. That would give him a much better look at her than he would get by just driving past.

He saw the girl glance in his direction as the two vehicles approached her. The yellow flashing lights came on, and he slowed still further. Then the lights went to flashing red, and he applied the brakes, bringing the truck to a stop just short of where the girl stood.

God, she looked great! She was wearing a short sleeved, light blue pull over shirt, white shorts, white socks and sneakers. He felt a stirring in the pit of his stomach. She looked towards him to make sure it was safe to cross and made eye contact with him. When she did, he smiled broadly at her and motioned with his hand that she could cross the road. She smiled back and gave him a short wave before running across the street to the bus.

She smiled at him. Smiled and waved. He felt an unexpected happiness at that small gesture. A smile played across his face as the thought occurred to him that maybe she could like him. The flashing lights on the bus went out, and both vehicles resumed their trips.

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The young girl floated through Todd’s mind throughout the day. She was so young. So pretty. So full of life and energy. Her whole life lay ahead of her, while Todd’s was drifting inexorably to a close. And what had he done with his life? Been a good husband? A good father? Yes, he had been that. But where was the adventure? Where was the excitement?

He remembered when he had been young. The world had seemed so full of possibilities, so full of promise. What had happened? He had married, settled down, went to school and got a conventional eight to five desk job. Thrilling.

Married. Yes. There was Sharon. Stable, conservative, a good wife and mother. And totally unimaginative, unadventurous. They had never made love anyplace but in the bedroom and seldom had they tried different positions. She was a good woman, but sexually boring.

His mind returned to the young girl. If he could somehow get to know her, get to spend time with her, then for at least a short time, maybe he could recapture his lost youth. Maybe for a short time he could find excitement and adventure. She had smiled at him, after all. Maybe she was attracted to him in spite of his age. Maybe there was a way to have one last adventure.

Todd’s obsession was slowly, surely leading him from the world of reality to the world of delusion.

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Lindsey stood at the end of the drive. It was cooler today and a light drizzle was falling, so she was dressed in blue jeans, sweater and a light jacket. She wasn’t actually wearing the jacket, but rather holding it over her head like a makeshift umbrella. The bus was nowhere in sight.

Hearing a vehicle approaching from the left, she glanced in that direction. She noticed the driver of the pickup truck smile and wave at her. Her face took on a confused look. Why would he do that? Who was he? And then she remembered. It was the man who had waved her across the road yesterday, the man with the nice smile.

Lindsey smiled and waved back. He must just be one of those friendly types, she thought. Someone harmless who just likes people.

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She had smiled at him again. Smiled and waved. Todd felt a joy surge through him. She was attracted to him. He knew she was. God, what a marvelous, tremendous feeling! Maybe there was hope. Maybe they could end up together.

Why not? There had been May-December relationships before this. History was filled with older men and younger women coming together. And he wasn’t THAT old, really. He might have another thirty-five or forty years. And he just bet he could make her happy.

Todd’s delusional state was becoming more pronounced.

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Todd had been moody the night before. Sharon had wanted to make love, but he couldn’t raise much interest. His mind had been focused on the smooth, silky skin of the young girl he saw each morning. How could a middle-aged woman compete with someone like that? How could she compete with someone who was young and firm and beautiful?

Todd glanced at the dashboard clock again. He should be right on the mark this morning. He felt a stirring just at the thought of seeing what he had started thinking of as “my little girlfriend�. Maybe she would be wearing the white shorts again. He hoped so. She looked so tremendous in those.

He slowed down and turned the truck onto Litton Road. The feeling in the pit of his stomach was becoming more pronounced with each passing second. Up the hill, over the crest. He could see the end of the driveway. No one was there. No one. He felt his heart sink.

He looked at the clock. He was on time. He was right on time. Had the bus come early? Was his “little girlfriend� late coming out? He slowed as he cruised past the house. Nothing. She wasn’t just coming out of the door. Wasn’t crossing the yard. She was no where in sight. Todd felt a great disappointment.

Through the day he thought about her and felt a sadness that he couldn’t explain. Seeing her had become the bright spot in his day, and without her…..

The thought hit Todd hard. Summer vacation! What would happe n during summer vacation? Three months without school. Three months without seeing her. What would he do for three months without her?

No. He couldn’t accept that. His mind searched for a solution.

If he could just get her away with him for awhile, get her away with him so they could spend time together. She would fall in love with him. He knew she would. Yes, that was it. He knew exactly what he had to do. The timing would be critical, but he could pull it off. He had to.

Todd’s tenuous tie to reality had finally snapped.

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Lindsey waited at the end of the driveway for the school bus. She wore a short sleeved pullover top with blue and white horizontal stripes, blue denim button fly shorts, white socks and sneakers. As usual, her books were in her backpack. She wore her hair pulled back in a ponytail today, secured with a blue silk scarf tied in a bow.

Ellen Travers, Lindsey’s mother, was watching her daughter from the front window of the house as she did every morning. Watching until Lindsey was safely on the school bus. Ellen understood what the world could be like, and she was very protective of her daughter.

Lindsey glanced to her left and noticed the blue Ford F150 pickup just cresting the rise. She had become accustomed to seeing it, and was even accustomed to exchanging waves with the driver. Strangely enough, she was actually starting to think of him as a friend, even though she didn’t know his name. He just seemed nice.

Todd saw that his timing was good. The young girl was waiting at the bottom of the driveway. He saw she was wearing those wonderfully short shorts that he loved so much. He took it as a good omen, and omen that they were meant to be together.

Ellen heard a crash from the kitchen and a wail from Randy, her two year old son. She ran to see what was wrong, to see if he was hurt. Randy was laying in the middle of the kitchen floor screaming. A chair next to the counter was tipped over on it’s side. Ellen ran to her son.

Lindsey noticed that the Ford F150 pickup truck was driving erratically, swerving from side to side. Fifteen feet short of where she stood, the truck left the road and came to a stop with the passenger wheels in the grass of the Travers’ front yard. She could see that the driver was clutching his chest, his face twisted in pain. Heart attack, she thought. Lindsey ran to the drivers side of the truck to see if she could help.

Ellen was on her knees in the kitchen, trying to calm Randy down. He had apparently tried using a kitchen chair to climb up on the counter and fallen off. She had checked her son for injuries and found none. She could tell he was more frightened than hurt, and she talked to him in soothing tones.

Rick Jennings, driving school bus number 21, came to a stop fifty yards short of the intersection of Allison Street and Litton Road. Fifty feet short of being able to look down Litton Road and see Lindsey and the blue pickup. He opened the doors and waited for the three students to board the bus. A decent kind of guy, he smiled and said good morning to each of them as they boarded.

Lindsey jerked open the driver’s door of the blue pickup. She could hear the man groaning through clenched teeth. She put a hand on his shoulder.

“Are you alright, mister? Are you alright?� She heard him groan again. “Hold on! Just hold on and stay calm! I’ll call 911!�

Lindsey turned to run to her house, and in that second, Todd grabbed the ponytail at the back of her head with his left hand and jerked her back against him. His right hand covered her mouth and nose with a cloth saturated with chloroform. She clawed at his hand and tried to scream, but her voice was muffled by the hand covering her face. Her eyes showed pure terror as she tried to twist away from the hands that held her. Her struggles gradually diminished as the chloroform began taking effect.

Rick Jennings made sure the three students were safely seated before closing the door of the bus. He was very careful when it came to the safety of his charges. Shifting into gear, he let the clutch out and moved towards Litton Road.

Ellen had finally got Randy to stop crying. She was gently washing his tear streaked face with a damp cloth and telling him that everything was alright. He was still sniffling and she hugged him to her.

Todd pulled Lindsey’s unconscious body into the truck, lifted her over his lap, and laid her on the seat next to him. Her legs were stretched over his lap. Closing the door of the truck, he jerked the gear shift into drive and pulled back onto the road. Just as he was once more moving, he saw the school bus pull up to intersection of Allison and Litton, stop, and then turn right. If it had taken him a few seconds longer to subdue the girl…. The two vehicles passed each other sixty feet from the Travers’ driveway.

Rick Jennings slowed the bus to a stop. Lindsey wasn’t waiting at the end of the drive, nor was she crossing the yard. Rick waited a few seconds in case she was running late, then let the clutch out and slowly accelerated.

Ellen Travers got back to the window just in time to see the bus pull away from the front of her house. She went back to the kitchen with the firm belief that Lindsey was safely on her way to school.

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Todd drove with his left hand. His right was gently rubbing the unconscious girl’s leg from ankle to thigh. He repeatedly glanced down at her, admiring her youth and beauty. She was absolutely fantastic. And now she was his. All his.

Todd had planned well. The bed of his truck, covered with a cap, was set up for camping, an activity Todd had always relished. There was an oversized fold down cot, a four burner Coleman propane stove, two lanterns, folding chairs and a folding table. He had loaded enough canned and freeze dried provisions to last two people six weeks. Blankets, sheets, pillows. Soap, shampoo, shaving cream, towels. He had thought of everything. He even had spare clothes for the young girl, picking sizes as best as he could.

The drive took nearly two and a half hours. It had gone from main road to side road to dirt road. Two hours into the trip, Todd shifted to four wheel drive and left the little used dirt track, setting off cross country. The truck bounced over the rough terrain as Todd steered between trees and up hill. He had to keep both hands on the wheel for this section of the drive. It demanded his full concentration.

Finally, the ground leveled out for about sixty feet before resuming its upward slant. Todd maneuvered the truck between the trees and pulled into a small clearing in the middle of this level area. It was just as he had remembered. A circular clearing in the trees perhaps thirty-five feet in diameter. The grass was thick and lush. A fresh water spring ran down the hill and along the western edge of the clearing.

Todd had found this place years ago and knew they would never be disturbed. He had had camped here often, and due to the rugged terrain, had never seen another person. Six weeks in this secluded spot should be enough time. Enough time for the young girl to learn to love him. Enough time for him to make her his.

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It was mid afternoon when Ellen Travers walked down the long driveway to the mail box at the end of the drive. She found two catalogues, three bills and a flyer waiting for her. As she turned to go back to the house, something caught her eye. Something shiny laying on the ground next to the road perhaps fifteen feet from the drive.

Curious, Ellen walked over and picked up the object. She felt her heart skip a beat as she recognized Lindsey’s wrist watch. How had she lost it, and why was it all the way over here? She always waited for the bus right at the end of the drive. Looking down again, Ellen noticed the tire tracks if the soft dirt of the front lawn.

She had to be wrong. She had to be. Ellen ran to the house as fast as she could. Grabbing the phone, she hurriedly dialed a number from memory. The phone rang three times before being answered.

“Claremont Junior High, Mrs. Robbins speaking.�

“Mrs. Robbins, this is Ellen Travers, Lindsey’s mother. Can you tell me if Lindsey is in school today?�

“Just a moment. I’ll check for you.�

The seconds crawled by for Ellen until Mrs. Robbins came back on the line.

“Mrs. Travers? According to the attendance records, Lindsey is … absent today.�

Ellen punched down the button on the cradle of the phone to break the connection, then released it. Her pulse racing, she dialed 911.

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Lindsey sat on the passenger side of the pickup truck, slumped against the door. Todd had removed her backpack so she would be more comfortable. He had also looked through the backpack and found her school identification card. Lindsey. What a pretty name. It fit her.

Todd was turned sideways in the seat, leaning against the driver’s door. He watched Lindsey as she slept off the effects of the chloroform he had used on her. He thought she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He reached over and gently stroked her thigh. He had been right, her skin was as smooth as silk. He was so lucky to have her. So lucky to possess her. He knew now that he loved her, and that in time, she would love him.

He heard Lindsey moan softly, deep in her throat. He saw her stir, her head moving ever so slightly. Another moan, and then her eyelids fluttered. Slowly, her eyes opened. Her eyelids drooped and her eyes had a glassy look. She looked at Todd, but there was no comprehension in her eyes.

“Shhhh. Go back to sleep, Lindsey,� he said softly as he stroked her hair. Lindsey sighed, closed her eyes and drifted back into the drug induced sleep. He undid the scarf that held her hair and let it fall loose. It looked so much better that way.

Todd put his arms around her and pulled her to his side of the truck. She was now leaning against him, her head on his shoulder with his right arm around her. His left hand cupped one of her small breasts and massaged it. So firm, he thought. So very firm.

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Officer Dan Reynolds pulled his patrol car into the Travers’ driveway, shifted to park, and switched off the ignition. He was just climbing out of the cruiser when a thirty-something woman, slender and pretty but with a tear stained face, ran out of the house and down the driveway.

“Please, please! You’ve got to find her. You’ve got to!� she pleaded before Officer Reynolds could introduce himself. He knew what she was talking about. The dispatcher had told him over the radio that it was a missing person case involving a teenaged girl. Dan Reynolds had been a cop long enough to know that the vast majority of these cases were either runaways or just a group of friends cutting class for a day.

“Calm down, Mrs. Travers. We’ll do everything we can. What makes you think she’s missing?�

“I called the school. She didn’t … didn’t get there.�

“Any chance that she might be at a friend’s house? Just cutting classes?�

“No! Lindsey loved school. She never cuts classes. Somebody’s … somebody’s taken her. I KNOW it!�

“What makes you think somebody’s taken her?� he asked in a soothing voice.

“Her … her watch. I found it … found it … out there,� she said, indicating the road.

“Why don’t you show me just where you found it?� Reynolds suggested.

The two walked down the drive and then over to where Ellen had found Lindsey’s watch.

“It was … right here. And Lindsey always waited for the bus over there, on the driveway.�

Reynolds looked at the distance. Fifteen feet. No way could she stand in the drive, lose her watch and have it land here. Reynolds checked the ground. It was still soft from yesterday’s rain. There were tire tracks, coming off the road and into the grass. Deeper impressions where the vehicle sat motionless. He could also see footprints in the soft dirt between the grass and the concrete. Small feet. The stride indicated the person who made them was running. Running in the direction of the vehicle. And here, where the footprints stopped, the ground was churned up, as if there had been a struggle. No foot prints leaving this spot, but the tire tracks moving back onto the road, going over top of the footprints in one place.

Reynolds gritted his teeth. They wouldn’t find this one watching television at a friend’s house. They would be lucky to find her at all. And very lucky if they found her alive.

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Lindsey moaned softly as she gradually regained consciousness. Her eyes slowly opened and she looked around. She was completely disoriented and had no idea where she was or what had happened or her. Slowly, she realized she was in a vehicle of some kind. A car or a truck. She also became aware that she was leaning against someone.

Groaning, she put her hands against the person next to her and pushed herself to a sitting position. Her head was spinning and she felt queasy.

“Good afternoon, Lindsey. It’s nice to see you’re finally awake.�

Lindsey looked at the person next to her. Who was he? What was he doing here? He knew her name. Did she know him? She couldn’t remember. She shook her head to clear it and the queasiness got worse. Her mind began clearing. A heart attack. That was it. He had been having a heart attack and Lindsey had gone to help him. What did she do? She was going to dial 911 for an ambulance, but … but somebody had grabbed her. Grabbed her from behind and put a hand over her mouth and nose.

With a shock, Lindsey was awake and aware. She knew who this man was. Knew what he had done. She threw herself at the passenger door, scrabbling for a way out of the truck.

“Sorry, Lindsey, but I took the liberty of removing the door handle. That door can only be opened from the outside.�

The look on Lindsey’s face was one of pure terror. She pressed herself against the door, as far from the stranger as she could get.

“My name is Todd, Lindsey. Todd Mansfield.�

“Please, please let me … let me … go home. I want … I want to go home. Please, just let me go home. I want my … my mother. I want m-my mother-r-r.� Tears traced paths down her cheeks as she pleaded with her captor. Her body trembled in fear.

“I can’t do that, Lindsey. Don’t you understand? If I took you home, your parents would never let us see each other. Never let us get to know each other. They would keep us apart so that you would never learn to love me. Don’t you understand, Lindsey?�

Lindsey was terrified by his words. She would learn to love him? He must be crazy. He was old enough to be her grandfather!

“Don’t you remember, Lindsey? You waved at me. You smiled at me. It was obvious, so very obvious that you were attracted to me. And now you have your chance. Your chance to get to really know me.�

“Stay away from me!� she cried out as he moved towards her. “Don’t TOUCH me! Leave me ALONE!�

Todd grabbed her by the shoulders. She tried to break free, twisting her head away from him as he tried to kiss her.

“NO! Leave me ALONE! STOP it! Please STOP it!�

She twisted and squirmed, trying to break away from him. Her left arm was now pinned between his body and the back of the seat. In desperation, her right hand flashed up and she tried raking his eyes with her fingernails. Catching her by the wrist, he forced her arm down and twisted it behind her, grabbing her wrist behind her back in his right hand. Both of her arms were now immobilized, while his left hand was free to explore her body.

“Oh God, PLEASE stop it! PLEASE let me go!� Lindsey was near panic as Todd buried his face in her neck. His hand went to her breast, squeezing and kneading. She had never been touched like this before, had never even been kissed by a boy, and it completely terrified her.

“Oh, Lindsey, I love you. I truly love you.� he murmured in her ear. His hand went to the neck line of her top. She felt him twisting and pulling at it.

“DON’T!� she screamed as he tore the front out of her top, exposing the white silk bra she wore underneath. She was wracked with sobs as he played with her breast through the thin material. “Please DON’T! I don’t WANT to! Oh, God STOP!�

He pulled the bra strap off of her shoulder and pushed the cup down. Le aning over, he sucked her nipple into his mouth as his hand traveled over the silkiness of her stomach and down onto her thighs. She tried to squirm away from him as he forced his hand between her legs and started rubbing her crotch.

“Stop it!� she pleaded though her tears. “Please STOP it! I’ve never DONE this! LEAVE ME ALONE!�

He continued sucking on her nipple as his free hand fumbled with the buttons on her shorts. Her terror increased as he slowly pushed her shorts and panties down over her thighs. He was going to use her! He was going to make her do it!

“STOP it! Don’t MAKE me! PLEASE don’t MAKE me!� she screamed as he twisted his body and pushed her shorts and panties over her feet and onto the floor. Releasing her arms, he tore remnants of her top and bra from her and threw them to the floor as well. Grabbing her ankles and holding them under his arm so she couldn’t kick, he pulled the sneakers and socks from her feet.

When he released her legs, she scrambled across the truck, pressing herself against the passenger door. Curling her legs and crossing her arms over her chest, she tried to cover her nudity. With red rimmed eyes, she watched in abject horror as Todd quickly removed his clothing. Her eyes bulged when she saw his member, rock hard and standing strait out from his body. It looked HUGE!

“God, DON’T! PLEASE don’t put it INSIDE me! PLEASE don’t! NOOOOOO!!!� she wailed as he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her towards him. He threw her to the seat, flat on her back with her head towards the passenger door. She tried to keep her legs curled, but he forced them down onto the seat. Climbing on top of her, he forced her legs apart with his knees.

“NO! You can’t DO this! You just CAN’T! I’M TOO YOUNG FOR THIS!� Lindsey screamed as she fought him with every ounce of strength she could muster. She fought as viciously and as determinedly as possible, but a five foot three, one hundred five pound child stands little chance against a six foot , one hundred eighty pound man.

“I’ll be good for you, Lindsey. I’ll be good for you. Just relax. Relax and enjoy it.� he whispered in her ear as he snaked his hand between them. He grasped his cock and guided it to her vagina.

Lindsey screamed in pain as he pressed his cock against her and started to force her open. Far from being aroused, Lindsey was in a state of pure terror and her vagina was completely dry. The pain she felt as he started fucking his way into her was incredible. She dug her heels into the seat, tried twisting her body away from him. She grabbed his hips and tried to keep him from entering her any farther. In spite of her efforts, every thrust drove him deeper into her.

“STOP! Please STOP! No MORE! Ohhhhh! I can’t … can’t … TAKE it! I … I CAN’T! OWWWW! It hurts! It HURTS so bad! N-no! N-no! Nnnuuuhhhhh!�

Todd continued his assault, forcing his way deeper into Lindsey. Deeper, deeper, until he came up against her unbroken hymen.

“Now, Lindsey, now. Now you become mine!� he whispered as he pulled back.

“NOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!� Lindsey screamed in pain and her body snapped taut as he jammed himself brutally into her, tearing through her virginity and burying himself completely inside her. “OH GOD NOOOOOO!�

Todd’s body crushed Lindsey to the seat as he drove himself repeatedly into her. Her trembling, quivering body underneath him felt like heaven. He had dreamed of this moment, dreamed of feeling her surrounding his organ. He ignored her tears and her cries of pain as he joyously raped her. His hands roamed over her body.

“N-no! N-NO! … nnuuuhhh … nnuuuhhh … St-stop! … nnuuuhhh … Oh God! Oh God! … Y-your HURTING me! … nnuuuhhh … nnuuuhhh … P-please, PLEASE get … get OUT of me! … nnuuuhhh … nnuuuhhh … It HURTS!�

Lindsey felt as if her insides were being shredded. She had never imagined such pain could exist. She was jerking and twisting, trying to fight her way clear of him. She had her hands on his hips, trying to push him out of her. This couldn’t be happening to her. It had to be a nightmare. It just HAD to be!

“God, Lindsey! God, you feel so good! You feel so TIGHT! Oh God, I love being in you!� Todd moaned in her ear as he stroked his length in and out of her young body.

Lindsey felt sick. The terror, pain and frustration that coursed through her were more than she could bear. Tears ran down the side of her face and into her hair. She continued fighting, continued trying to get him out of her. Kicking. Twisting. Squirming. Nothing worked and the rape proceeded unchecked. Lindsey felt sweat beading on her face and body from the exertions being forced upon her.

Todd took a fistful of her hair in one hand and her chin in the other. Unable to twist away, she felt him clamp his mouth to hers. He twisted her hair and squeezed her jaw, forcing her mouth open. She gagged as she felt his tongue probing deeply into her mouth, intertwining with her own tongue.

“Mmmmrrrr! Mmmmrrrr! MMMMRRRR!� she tried screaming around the invading tongue as she continued trying to push him away. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he broke free of her mouth and lifted himself so he could look into her face.

“You are … you are … so beautiful. So very beautiful.�

“Uuhhh … uuhhh … uuhhh …� Lindsey moaned through clenched teeth with every vicious penetration of her body. “Uuhhh … uuhhh … p-please … uuhhh … no … no more … uuhhh … uuhhh … p-please … st-stop … uuhhh … uuhhh … you’re … you’re … uuhhh … hurting m-me … ooohhhhhhh …�

Far from stopping, Todd’s assault increased in it’s ferocity. He was nearly in a frenzy now, driving into Lindsey with all the speed and force he could muster. Her body jerked in pain and she cried out each time he drove into her.

“Nuuhh … nuuhh … Oh! … Oh! … St-stop! … nuuhh … nuuhh … P-please … STOP! … nuuhh … nuuhh … Oh God! … Oh God! … nuuhh … Get OUT! … nuuhh … Get OUT … of me!�

Lindsey felt him pounding into her harder and harder, faster and faster. She felt as if she were being torn in two. Then he was groaning in her ear. She felt him throbbing inside of her.

“Oh God, Lindsey! Oh. God! Nnnnnuuuhhhhhhh!� Todd groaned as he shot a thick stream of cum deep inside her.

“Oh God, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!� Lindsey cried out in fear and revulsion as she realized what the warmth spreading through her meant. He was cumming inside her, filling her with his fluids. What if she became pregnant? Oh God, what if she became pregnant?

Still he pounded relentlessly into her body, pumping his fluids into her until he had drained the last drop from his balls. Then, with a sigh and a shiver, he collapsed on top of the brutalized body of Lindsey Travers. She could feel him slowly softening inside of her.

Lindsey collapsed on the seat, tears of pain, fear and frustration draining from her eyes. The pain and brutality of the rape had been terrible and horrifying. The specter of a pregnancy now hanging over her made it still worse.

“P-please,� she whimpered, “please g-get off of me. Please.�

Lindsey moaned as Todd lifted his weight and slowly withdrew his meat from her. She felt the mixture of blood and cum leaking out of her, running down between her buttocks. Opening the driver’s door, Todd stepped out of the truck. He stood there, gazing at the shattered young girl who lay trembling on the seat with a shocked look on her tear stained face.

“I’m sorry, Lindsey. The first time is always kind of rough for the girl. The next time will be better. I promise.�