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Detective Sergeant Steve Richards pulled his unmarked cruiser to the side of the road and shut off the engine. Four marked police cars were already on the scene, the lights on their roofs flashing red and blue. A section of the front yard was cordoned off with yellow police tape. A group of spectators were off to one side, kept away from the crime scene by a uniformed officer. Dan Reynolds, an experienced cop, had obviously done a good job of getting things organized.

Steve walked over to where Dan was standing with a man and woman. The man had his arm around the woman, comforting her. Her face was red and tear stained. The parents.

“Steve, this is Mr. and Mrs. Travers. Sergeant Steve Richards.� Reynolds introduced the three. The father nodded in Steve’s direction, the mother made no sign at all.

“If you’ll excuse us for a minute?� Steve said to the parents as he took Reynolds elbow and turned towards the cordoned off area. Some of the things he and Reynolds had to discuss might cause the parents unnecessary pain if they overheard.

“Okay. What have we got?� Steve asked when they were far enough away from the Travers.

“Kidnapping. Fifteen year old girl on her way to school. Physical evidence indicates a vehicle pulled off the road and stopped over here, about fifteen feet from where the girl waited for the bus. Footprints indicate that she ran over to the driver’s side of the truck.�

“On her own volition?�

“Right. We have no idea why she would have done that. Anyway, the marks on the ground indicate there was a struggle. That would apparently be when the band on her wrist watch broke. No footprints leading away, so we have to assume she was pulled into the vehicle.�

“Not just a vehicle,� Steve told him. “Four wheel drive. Pickup truck or SUV.�

“How do you figure?�

They were squatting down next to the tire tracks now. “Look at the tread pattern. It’s from an on-off road kind of tire. Nobody uses them on a two wheel drive vehicle.�

“That could fit. Mrs. Travers told me her daughter had mentioned a blue pickup truck that passed by most mornings while she was waiting for the bus. The daughter and driver had started waving to each other for some reason. The daughter thought the driver seemed ‘friendly’.�

“Yeah. Perverts always do seem friendly. Any body else see this truck?�

“Not this morning, but Mrs. Travers began noticing it after Lindsey, the daughter, had mentioned it. Light blue with a matching cap. Late model in good condition. She didn’t know the make. We’ve canvassed the neighborhood. No one else noticed anything.�

“What kind of time frame do we have?�

“Tight. Mrs. Travers usually watches her daughter from the front window until she gets on the bus. This morning she had to tend to her two year old when he fell off a chair. She got back to the window just in time to see the bus pulling away. Five, maybe six minutes, tops.�

“Hmmm. The abduction wouldn’t have occurred with the bus sitting here, or even with it in view, so it must have happened before it arrived. Yet Mrs. Travers saw the bus pulling away when she returned to the window. That makes it an even tighter time frame. Check with the bus driver. If it was that close, he may have seen something. Check the businesses in the area, too. If he came by every morning at the same time, he might work someplace nearby. I’ll have forensics take plaster casts of the footprints and the tire tracks.�

“Will do. Umm, Steve, you … mentioned perverts. You don’t think there’s a chance that this might be a kidnapping for ransom?�

Steve sighed. “This is a nice neighborhood, Dan, but not a rich neighborhood. I’m afraid whoever grabbed this girl wasn’t interested in money.�

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Lindsey had stayed in the truck for nearly an hour and a half. She was dressed in her panties, shorts and bra. Her top was shredded and unwearable. Her captor had taken her shoes and socks, presumably to slow her down if she tried to run away. She was trapped and helpless, completely at the mercy of this stranger.

She huddled near the passenger door, watching her abductor as he set up camp. He had put up an awning, supported by a metal framework, in the middle of the clearing. Under this, he placed two four by eight foot sheets of plywood to act as a floor. He then set up a folding card table with two folding chairs in the center of the plywood. Another, smaller folding table was set up to the side, off of the plywood but still under the awning, and a camp stove was placed on it. A storage cabinet was placed under the smaller table. A lantern was hung from the center of the metal frame. It looked like he was planning to stay for quite some time. And Lindsey knew he was planning on keeping her there, too.

She felt a shiver travel up her spine at the thought. After he had raped her, he had said the next time would be better. The next time. That meant he was going to hurt her again. Maybe hurt her several more times. How long would he keep her? How often would he use her? She felt tears welling up in her eyes as she squeezed them tightly shut.

“Lindsey?� She jumped at the sound of his voice. He was next to the open driver’s door, holding his hand out towards her. “Come on out, Lindsey. I’ve got the campsite ready and I want to show you around.�

Lindsey sniffled and pressed herself against the passenger door, slowly shaking her head from side to side.

“Come on, Lindsey. It’s alright.� He leaned into the truck and reached for her. She tried to pull back, but there wasn’t room. Lindsey whimpered as he took her by the arm and pulled her out of the truck.

“See, the back of the truck is set up for sleeping. The cot is big enough for both of us.� Lindsey shivered as he said that. “We also have a double wide sleeping bag so we can sleep out when the weather is nice. The awning will give us a protected area to cook and eat even if it rains, and the mosquito netting around it will make it a nice place to sit in the evenings.�

Lindsey couldn’t believe this. He was acting like everything was normal. Acting like they were on a father-daughter camping trip or something.

“We can get all the fresh, cold water we need from the stream. Just remember when you wash up to do it down stream, so the soap and such runs away from the camp.� Turning, he led her to the other side of the clearing. “See the little building just behind those bushes? That’s an outhouse. I camp here often enough that I figured building it was a good idea.�

“Please,� she begged in a small voice, “let me go home. Just let me go home.�

“I told you, Lindsey. I told you why I can’t take you home. Your parents would never allow us to see each other.�

Lindsey couldn’t take anymore of this playacting.

“I don’t WANT to see you!� she screamed at him, fresh tears running from her eyes. “Can’t you UNDERSTAND that? I HATE you! HATE YOU! You … you made me … made me … DO that! You … you HURT me! Oh God, why are you DOING this? Why are you DOING this to me?�

“Because I love you, Lindsey.� he said in a quiet voice.

“LOVE me? You RAPED me, you bastard! You RAPED me! You dirty, filthy BASTARD!� In a fit of rage, Lindsey attacked Todd, clawing at his eyes. Todd had her by the wrists, forcing her arms down and behind her. He grasped both of her slender wrists in his left hand.

“You don’t mean it, Lindsey. You don’t. You’ll learn to love me. I’ll show you, dear.� Todd murmured as his free hand went to the clasp of her bra.

“Let GO of me!� she screamed as he pulled her to him. “DON’T! Not AGAIN! PLEASE not again! LEAVE ME ALONE!�

She tried fighting. She kicked at him, tried to hit him with her fists, but he was too big, too strong. He tore open the clasp of her bra and pulled it from her. Lindsey broke free and tried to run, but he tackled her within five feet.

“STOP IT!� He had rolled her onto her back and was pulling her shorts and panties down her legs. “Oh God, PLEASE STOP IT! Don’t HURT me any more!�

“It’s okay, Lindsey. Just relax. It can be good for you if you just relax.�

“NO! I don’t WANT to! I don’t want you IN me! Please STOP!�

Todd had peeled off his jeans and shorts, all that he had been wearing, and was now pinning Lindsey to the ground with his body. Lindsey became hysterical, fighting and kicking as he forced her legs apart. She felt him pressing his organ against her.

“NO! STOP IT! … nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … NO MORE! … nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … PLEASE! STO-OO-OP! NO! NO! NOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!� Lindsey ground her teeth together as once more she felt Todd bury himself inside her.

“Oh, Lindsey! Oh, baby! You feel so wonderful!� he sighed in her ear, ignoring her tears and her pleas.

“Oh, God! … nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh …Get … get OUT … of me! …nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … Please … please … get out … OUT of me!� Lindsey whimpered as Todd raped her in the deep grass of the clearing. She had quit fighting, realizing that it was a wasted effort. She lay still in the grass, tears tracing paths down her cheeks, while he slowly stroked his meat in and out of her.

Todd shifted to a kneeling position, one leg to either side of Lindsey’s hips. He put his arms under her legs and raised them until her knees were draped over his elbows. In this position, he could penetrate Lindsey to a much greater depth than he had when her legs had been flat on the ground. He gazed into her eyes as he continued the slow, methodical pace.

“Nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh� Lindsey moaned softly with each penetration of her young body. “Ooohhhhhhhh …. nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … No … no more. … P-please … nnuuhhhh … no … no more.�

“It’s alright, Lindsey. Just relax. Relax. It can be good for you, too.� he told her softly. Lindsey closed her eyes and rolled her head to the side. She didn’t want to relax. She didn’t want it to be good. She just wanted her mother.

“Nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … ooohhhhhhhhhhhh.�

Todd pushed forward, putting more weight on the back of Lindsey’s legs, forcing her thighs closer and closer to her chest. Opening her eyes, she could see her bare feet, pointing skyward and bouncing in time with his movements. She closed her eyes again and moaned as he penetrated still deeper into her. His hands were now on her breasts, squeezing and massaging them.

“Oh God, Lindsey. Oh God.� he groaned as his pace increased. She could feel him swelling inside of her and knew that he was approaching orgasm.

“Please … nnuuhhh … please, not … not inside me. … oohhhhh … I don’t want to … to be pregnant. … nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … Please … d-don’t!� Lindsey pleaded in a voice barely above a whisper.

“Don’t worry, Lindsey. I’ll take care of you. No matter what happens, I’ll take care of you.�

“No! … nnuuhhh … nnuuhhh … No! Don’t! … nnuuhhh … Don’t do it … nnuuhhh … inside me! … nnuuhhh … Oh no! Oh no! Oh NOOOOOOOOO!� Lindsey stiffened as she once more felt him spraying her insides with thick, hot cum. She felt it spreading through her, filling her. She squeezed her eyes shut and pounded the ground with her fist in frustration.

Gradually his pace slowed. He slowly raised his body, taking his weight off the back of her legs and allowing her to straighten. Lindsey moaned as her legs dropped over top of his thighs and her feet touched the ground. He was still kneeling between her legs, and she could feel him softening inside of her.

Finally withdrawing from her and standing up, Todd watched as Lindsey rolled onto her side and curled into a fetal position. Her tears ran freely.

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Steve Richards was reviewing reports at his battered metal desk when Dan Reynolds knocked on the frame of the open office door and entered without waiting for a response.

“Anything?� Steve asked shortly.

“Not much. School bus driver remembers passing a blue pickup with a cap just before getting to the Travers’. Said it was a full sized Ford F150. The timing seems to indicate that if the driver of the pickup wasn’t involved, then he sure as hell witnessed whatever did happen.�

“Then find that pickup. Whichever way it goes, the driver is the key.�

“We’re checking all the businesses in a five mile radius around the Travers’ home. We’re concentrating mostly on places to the east, since that was the direction the truck was headed every morning. So far, no luck, but there are plenty of places we haven’t checked.�

“Good. If you think you need more manpower, let me know and I’ll talk to the Chief about it.�

“Steve, how about going to the media? Newspapers and television? Put out a statement that we would like to talk to the driver of such and such vehicle or anybody who might know him?�

Steve sighed. “I hate to do that. It could backfire on us. If the driver IS the perpetrator, we’d be telling him that we have a lead on him. He’d garage that truck damned fast. Maybe even ditch it. And he just might decide to ditch the girl, too. Permanently.�

“Hmmm. I guess you’re right. You must be a detective or something. I guess that’s why they pay you the big bucks.�

“Bite me. Now get out there and find that truck.�

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Todd sat sideways on the seat, his legs dangling out the open driver’s door of the truck. He could see Lindsey’s nude body laying in the grass not fifteen feet away. She was curled into a fetal position, her arms crossed over her chest as if she were hugging herself. She had been laying like that, unmoving, for the hour since he had raped her the second time. He could see the shocked, blank stare in her red rimmed eyes. He could see her lips trembling. Those lovely lips. Yes, those lovely lips.

Todd, still naked, slipped off the seat and slowly walked towards Lindsey. His approach finally stirred a reaction in her. Raising her torso from the grass, her legs still curled in front of her, she began inching herself backwards. She didn’t take her eyes from Todd’s face, and her look was one of pure terror.

“P-please. Please don’t … don’t hurt me again. Please don’t hurt me again.� Her pleading, little girl voice was soft, barely above a whisper. Tears ran down her cheeks.

He was standing over her now, and her head was tilted back as she stared into his eyes. He saw the tears glistening on her cheeks as he knelt down next to her and took her by the shoulders. His touch resulted in a violent reaction from the terrified girl.

“NO!� she screamed. “NO! Leave me ALONE! Don’t TOUCH me! DON’T!� Her hands flew to his face as she tried to claw his eyes. He caught her wrists with both his hands and forced her back down onto the grass.

“It’s okay. Lindsey. It’s okay. I don’t want to hurt you. I really don’t. I want to love you.�

“Let GO! STOP it! Let GO!� she pleaded as he pulled her arms down by her sides. Holding her arms, he swung one leg over her so he was kneeling on either side of her, his buttocks on her chest and his stiffening meat hanging just under her chin. Horrified and sickened, Lindsey realized what he was planning to do to her.

“You’ll like this, Lindsey. You’ll LEARN to like it. Believe me.� he said in a soothing voice as he clamped her head between his thighs. Lindsey’s arms came up from behind him, grabbing his thighs and trying to pull them apart so she could twist her head away from him.

“STOP it! Y-you CAN’T! Y-you can’t DO this!� She was digging her heels into the dirt, thrusting her hips into the air and twisting her body in a futile attempt to get him off of her. She pulled on his thighs and pushed against his stomach with her hands to keep him away from her. “Please, PLEASE don’t … don’t put it … in my … in my mouth! PLEASE don’t!�

He had his cock in his hand. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head towards him. “Come on, Lindsey. Open your mouth. Open wide.� He had to have those lips. Those lovely, lovely lips.

“NO! I don’t WANT …. don’t WANT … nnuuuhhh … Get OFF!� She was kicking and squirming, twisting and fighting. Her hands pushed against his chest. “Stop! PLEASE stop! … nnuuuhhh … nnuuuhhh … Don’t! Don’t! … nnuuuhhh … WAIT! … PLEASAAAAUUUUUURRRRGRGGGGGGGG!�

Lindsey dug in her heels and arched her back as he forced his cock into her mouth and crammed it back into her throat. She was gagging and choking on the swollen piece of meat that was invading her so brutally. Her body was twisting and bouncing, her legs kicking, her hands pounding on his chest and pulling on his thighs as she continued struggling against him.

“MMMMM …. UURRGGG …. UURRGGG … MMMMRRRRRR … AACCKKK!� Gagging, choking and screaming around Todd’s cock, Lindsey continued fighting as he gripped the hair on both sides of her head and forced her mouth up and down the length of his shaft.

“Oh, God, Lindsey! You feel so good! You feel so good!� Todd murmured as he fucked Lindsey in the mouth. He pulled her face towards him and thrust his hips forward, groaning in pleasure as the head of his cock pushed into her throat. She felt the bile rising and had to fight down the urge t o vomit.

“Uuurrrgggggg! Uuurrrgggggg! Uuurrrgggggg!’ Lindsey was gripping his thighs with her hands, fighting to pull them apart and free her head. Her lower body twisted and turned, her legs kicked, her heels dug into the dirt. She fought with every ounce of strength and determination she could muster, all to no avail.

“Oh. Lindsey! Oh, Lindsey! I never thought anything could feel … feel so … so good! Oh, God!� While Todd was immersed in his own pleasure, young Lindsey was immersed in fear, frustration and revulsion. She felt sick, she felt disgusted with herself and with what was being done to her.

“Uuurrrgggggg! Urg! Urg! Uuurrrgggggg!� Tears ran freely down her cheeks. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her. It was revolting! It was disgusting! It was sickening! At the tender age of fifteen, Lindsey wanted to die. She wanted to die so this horror would end.

Todd forced his cock into Lindsey’s mouth faster and faster as his excitement grew. He was getting close to orgasm and his assault became more brutal. Lindsey fought ever harder, with a strength born of desperation. Todd pressed her face against his stomach and held her there while his hips pistoned his cock in and out of her.

“Oh, God! Oh, dear God!� Todd groaned as he felt his balls tighten. He was holding Lindsey by the back of the head now, pulling her face tight against him. He felt his cock start to throb inside her mouth. He jammed his cock as far into her throat as possible and held it there, moaning as he exploded into her.

“RRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGG! RRRR! RRRR! RRRRRRRRGGGGG!� Lindsey retched and her body snapped taut as she felt a long stream of hot cum shoot into her throat. Her back arched and her fingers tore desperately at Todd’s thighs as he pumped more and more of the sickening filth into her, filling her throat and mouth. She felt him trembling as he kept his cock buried deep inside her. Finally, with a sigh, he relaxed his grip and lowered her head to the ground.

Lindsey lay trembling in the grass as Todd withdrew from her mouth and stood up. She felt a stickiness on her cheeks and chin and realized she had gagged and coughed while he was cumming, blowing some of his filth out of her mouth and onto her face. She could also feel it on the inside of her cheeks, feel it coating her tongue. Most sickening of all, though, was her knowledge that she had swallowed a good portion of it.

She felt her stomach constrict, and then again. She felt sick. She rolled onto her side as she began retching. She managed to raise herself to her knees, and then she was vomiting, emptying the contents of her stomach onto the grass. She continued retching and gagging even after there was nothing left inside her.

“Poor Lindsey.� she heard Todd say next to her. “Poor, poor Lindsey. You just aren’t accustomed to that yet.� She felt his hand on her shoulder, felt the other hand with a wet cloth gently cleaning her face. She was too exhausted to fight, too shattered to care. She knelt in the grass, trembling, while Todd washed her.

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Steve Richards was organizing a list of businesses for the marked police cars to check out while on normal patrol. That would increase his manpower over using just detectives. He wanted this girl found, and he wanted her found alive.

Glancing to the side of his desk, he stared at a photograph. A photograph of a pretty, brown haired fifteen year old girl. Sparkling eyes. Brilliant smile. How could anyone hurt someone like that? How could anyone be that low? Steve shook his head and returned to compiling the list. Divide the list into districts, each patrol unit to cover one of them.

The phone on his desk rang. “Richards,� he said into the receiver.

“Sergeant, this is Ramirez in forensics. I’ve got good news on the tire tread.�

“Okay, what is it?�

“We’ve got a positive match as a Cooper Tire Discoverer A/T. The Ford F150 comes with the Firestone Wilderness A/T as standard equipment. That means at some point, our boy had new tires mounted.�

“Great! That gives us another path to follow to find that truck. Good work, Ramirez. Thanks.�

Steve hung up the phone. As soon as he finished compiling the list of possible employers, he would compile a list of all Cooper Tire distributors within twenty five miles. The boys had better be up for some overtime, because this investigation was shifting into overdrive.

Steve again looked at Lindsey’s photograph. He would find her alive. He would find her alive or somebody would not live long enough to regret it.

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Night had fallen and the area under the awning was illuminated by the hanging lantern. Lindsey sat in one of the folding chairs, staring at the floor. She was wearing a short, yellow nylon night gown that Todd had given her. On the table in front of her was a plate of beef stew and a cup of hot chocolate. Both were untouched.

“You have to eat something, Lindsey. You haven’t had a bite all day. Please try to eat something.� Todd’s voice was soft, persuasive. Lindsey continued staring at the floor.

“At least try some hot chocolate. Won’t you do that, Lindsey? Just some hot chocolate?�

Todd sighed. “I understand, Lindsey. It’s a hard adjustment for you to make. You’re accustomed to your own home, your own bed. Having your parents around. But you’ll adjust, Lindsey. It will just take time, but you’ll adjust. When you do, you’ll see I’m right.�

Lindsey continued staring at the floor, saying nothing. Todd shook his head and stood up. He busied himself cleaning up the area and washing the dishes in water heated on the stove. Once everything was put away, Todd turned off the lantern and stood next to Lindsey’s chair.

“Come on, sweetheart, it’s time for bed.� Todd took her by the arm and lifted her from the chair. Lindsey whimpered and tried to hold back as he pulled her to the back of the pickup. The tail gate was down and the rear window of the cap was up. Lindsey felt her pulse race as Todd picked her up and placed her in the bed of the truck. Climbing in after her, he pulled her to the cot that was already made up and the covers turned down.

“Come on, Lindsey, get into bed.� Lindsey’s breathing was ragged as she looked into Todd’s eyes. Her brow was furrowed and her face showed fear. Todd firmly pushed her back onto the cot, then turned and closed the tailgate and the cap window. After removing his shirt and trousers, he slid into the cot next to Lindsey and pulled the covers up over them.

Todd took Lindsey into his arms so her head rested on his shoulder. Her body was tense, her arms crossed protectively across her chest. Todd kissed her gently on the forehead. “Good night, Lindsey. I love you.�

Todd drifted off to sleep, while Lindsey spent her first night in captivity terrified, awake and trembling.

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Denise Rhodes was seated at the desk in her small office in the Jackson City Rape Crisis Center. Her desk faced the door and there was a straight backed padded chair in front of the desk. The wall behind her contained several framed documents and photographs. The wall to her right was taken up by a book case full of text books and two filing cabinets. Against the wall to her left was a small couch and coffee table. None of the furnishings were expensive, but they were functional

Denise was twenty-eight years old and had worked at the Center as a counselor for four years, ever since graduating from college with a degree in psychology. She stood five foot five and weighed one hundred and fifteen pounds. She kept in shape with daily exercise and martial arts practice three times a week. She had a heart shaped face with large brown eyes and full lips, and her thick brunette hair fell to just below her shoulders.

The phone on Denise’s desk rang. “Denise Rhodes,� she said into the receiver.

“Hi Denise. It’s Steve.�

Denise and Steve had originally met when Jimmy Edwards, a twenty two year old serial rapist, made the mistake of attempting to attack Denise. Denise had shot him three times with a licensed Kel Tec .32 automatic. Steve had been the officer investigating the shoo ting, which was eventually ruled justifiable homicide. That initial meeting had lead to a fast friendship between the two, and that friendship had led to Steve and Denise working together on several cases. Denise was carried on the books as an Jackson City Auxiliary Police Officer.

“Sure, like I wouldn’t recognize that gravelly voice,� she grinned as she said it. “What can I do for you?�

“Right now, nothing. I may need your expertise later, though.�

“So it’s a business call. What’s have you got?�

“Missing girl. Kidnapped. She’s only fifteen and she’s been missing since yesterday morning.�

“Oh, no. Not a kid. Any chance she’s just a runaway or something?� Denise asked hopefully, a look of concern on her face.

“Doesn’t seem likely. Everything so far points to forcible abduction. I figure if we do find her, she’s going to need of the services of a good rape counselor. That’s why I called to give you a heads up.�

Denise sighed. “It’s a cruddy world sometimes, Steve. Really cruddy. But you know if you need me, just call. Anytime, day or night. I just hope you find her alive.�

“Me, too, kid. Me too.�

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Todd woke up with the sun coming through the side window of the cap and his arms still around Lindsey. He had slept much later than normal. He growled deep in his throat as he stretched both arms wide, then wrapped them once more around Lindsey. “Good morning, dearest,� he said as he kissed her on the forehead.

“Come on!� he said enthusiastically as he vaulted out of bed. “It’s our first full day together. Let’s make the most of it.�

Lindsey tried to resist, but Todd took her by the wrist and pulled her from the cot. He opened a box along the opposite side of the truck bed and removed two towels, two wash cloths, soap, shampoo, tooth brushes, toothpaste, razor and shaving cream.

“We’ll go down to the stream and get cleaned up first, then I’ll get some breakfast ready for us. Well come on!� He took her by the hand and led her to the stream. Once there, Todd pulled off his skives and prepared to step into the stream.

“Let’s go, Lindsey. You’re not going to try and bathe in your nightgown, are you?� he grinned at her as he said it.

“Can’t I … can’t I … wash alone? Please?� He saw the tears in her eyes and relented.

“Sure, Lindsey. I guess you’re still shy, aren’t you? Go on over to the awning, and you can bathe after I’m done.�

Lindsey walked to the awning and sat on one of the folding chairs. She wanted a bath more than she ever had before. She felt absolutely filthy. She felt as if there was some kind of slime on her. But she didn’t want to bathe with him! She just wanted to be as far away from him as possible.

Todd was back in twenty minutes, wearing fresh skivvies and toweling his hair. “It’s all yours. I left you a towel and everything down on the bank.�

Lindsey walked down to the bank of the stream where the items had been left for her. She looked back and saw that Todd had his back to her, doing something at the camp stove. Quickly, before he could turn around, she slipped off her panties and nightgown and lowered herself into the cool water of the stream.

Moving a little way out from the bank, Lindsey found that the stream was about three feet deep with a soft, sandy bottom. Sitting down, the water came nearly to her shoulders. She used the washcloth and soap to scrub herself repeatedly, then shampooed her hair three times.

“Lindsey?�

She jumped at the sound of his voice. Staying low in the water, she looked over her shoulder at him.

“I brought you fresh clothes.� he said as he placed a neatly folded pile next to her towel. Straightening up, he said “Breakfast is nearly ready. You’d better hurry.�

Todd turned and walked back to the awning. Lindsey sat in the water for several minutes, letting her heart rate return to normal. Finally, she climbed out of the stream and toweled off. She checked the pile of clothes he had left. White nylon bra and panties, a blue denim mini skirt and a white sleeveless t-shirt. Still no shoes or socks. She dressed and found everything fit reasonably well.

With no place else to go, Lindsey walked to the awning and sat down.

“Perfect timing,� Todd said. “Breakfast is ready.�

He put a plate of scrambled eggs and sausage, a glass of orange juice and a cup of hot chocolate in front of her. She had thought she wasn’t hungry, but it was over twenty-four hours since she had eaten, and the smell of the food made her stomach growl.

Gingerly, she picked up a fork and tasted the eggs. Immediately she knew she was starving and began eating rapidly.

“Well,� Todd observed, “at least you have your appetite back.�

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Officer James Duncan steered his cruiser out of the parking lot of Hayworth Tire and Battery. Their records indicated they had sold Cooper Discoverer A/T tires to the owners of twenty-seven Ford F150s. The color of the vehicles were unknown. He would have to check them all.

With a sigh, he checked the list they had given him and headed for the closest address. Once he was done checking these twenty-seven, if he didn’t turn up the suspect, he would go on to the next Cooper distributor, get another list, and start all over again.

It was going to be a long day.

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Lindsey had finished her breakfast and Todd cleaned up. After he had finished, he asked Lindsey what she wanted to do.

“I want to go home.� she said in a small voice, her eyes down turned.

“I wish I could take you home, Lindsey. I really do. I know you miss your parents, but we have to work things out between us first.�

“There isn’t any ‘us’!� she replied, looking up at him with tears welling up in her eyes. “There never will be any ‘us’. Y-you raped me. Humiliated me. Y-you’ve hurt me worse than … than any … any…� Lindsey broke off, putting her face in her hands and crying.

Todd stood still, watching Lindsey cry out her pain. She looked back up at him. “I h-hate you. Don’t you understand? I hate you with every fiber of m-my being. I will h-hate you till the day I d-die!�

“No, Lindsey, no. You’re wrong.� He moved towards her and knelt down in front of her chair. “I’ve known since I first saw you that we would be together. That we would love each other. It’s fate. Destiny.�

Todd put one hand behind her head and pulled her forward to kiss her. His other hand went to the front of his trousers and pulled down his zipper. Lindsey felt him moving between her legs, felt him pushing the crotch of her panties aside. There was no sense in fighting. No sense in resisting. He was too big. Too strong.

“Don’t. Please don’t. I don’t want to. Please?� Her voice was barely a whisper.

Lindsey moaned as Todd knelt between her legs and slowly shoved his cock up inside her while she sat in the chair. She leaned back and grasped the seat on either side as Todd put his hands on her hips and slowly slid in and out of her.

“Don’t you see, Lindsey? Doesn’t this show you? We were meant to be.�

Lindsey slowly shook her head from side to side as tears trickled down her face. “No. No it doesn’t. It doesn’t m-matter how … how many times you … you do this …to me. I will n-never … never love you. Never.�

Lindsey gritted her teeth and squeezed her eyes shut. She continued grasping the seat of the folding chair with every ounce of strength she had. She felt him moving inside her, heard him groaning. Lindsey whimpered as once again she felt the warm sensation inside as his fluids filled her.

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Officer Jerry Allen pulled his cruiser into the visitor’s parking lot of Boron Electronics and switched off the ignition. This would be the seventh business on his list for today. He knew that other officers were also checking other businesses as well.

Four days the girl had been missing. Jerry could only imagine what she must be going through. That is, if she was even still alive. He sighed. Sometimes this job really sucked.

Climbing out of the cruiser, Jerry put on his uniform hat and slipped the baton into the speed ring on his left hip. He walked down the sidewalk between well m anicured stretches of lawn and opened the front door. Inside, behind a mahogany desk, sat a pretty young receptionist.

“Can I help you, Officer?�

“Yes. I’d like to speak to the owner or the plant manager, please. Official business.�

“One moment, please.� She lifted a telephone handset to her ear and punched a button. After a moment, she said “Mister Edgars, there’s a police officer here to see you. Yes. He said official business. Yes, sir.�

She hung up the phone and looked up at Jerry. “Mister Edgars will see you now.� She stood up and walked across the carpeted floor, knocked once on a door, and opened it for Jerry without waiting for a reply.

Sitting behind a large oak desk was a distinguished looking older gentleman. Gray hair, thick in the middle, early sixties Jerry judged. He stood up and held out his hand. Jerry took his hand and noticed the grip was still firm.

“I’m James Edgars, owner of the firm,� he said with a smile.

“Officer Allen, sir. Thank you for your time.�

“Not at all. Always happy to help the police. What can I do for you?� he sat back down and indicated a chair to Jerry. Jerry sat down and pulled out his notebook.

“We’re trying to trace a vehicle, sir. No license number, just a description.�

“What makes you think I can help?� He seemed genuinely interested in the reason.

“The vehicle was observed nearly every morning over a period of several months. Always at the same time of the morning, always going the same direction. We are assuming the driver was on his way to work, and we’re checking all businesses within a certain area to see if we can locate him.�

“May I ask why you want to find this individual?�

“That is … confidential for now.� Jerry replied.

“Very well. None of my business, really. What kind of vehicle are you looking for?�

“Ford F150 pickup, blue with a matching cap.�

James Edgars eyebrows raised. “Todd Mansfield,� he said.

Jackpot! Jerry thought. “Is he here? May I speak with him?�

“Sorry, but he quit five days ago. After nearly twenty years, no notice or anything. Just came in, cleaned out his desk and announced he was quitting. Strange to say the least. Truth be told, he had been acting strange for the last month or so. I figured maybe trouble at home.�

“I’d like to talk to his co-workers if you don’t mind. And I’ll need his home address.�

“No problem at all, Officer. No problem at all. I can provide you with a conference room to interview people, and our personnel department can supply his address.�

“If you don’t mind, I’d like the address first. I can call it in and have another officer dispatched while I take care of things here.�

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