![]() ![]() I live down the road from the airport so I beat Jenny there I get my bag of goodies ready as I slip on the mask and sit in the dark waiting. All of these are carefully tucked under the backseat of my work truck. Little does anyone know that earlier today I did a little shopping a mask a black pillow case a blindfold some duct tape and some rope should do the trick. Again I hear the bitching from the woman asleep as I get dressed to leave. “We have a stolen car we need you to come out.” I’m on my way I reply and hang up. “Why ask questions why not just show up.” 11 o clock again that night my phone rings waking Robyn up. “Well if I got called out tonight I’d say the airport would be a good place to meet.” “Why the airport?” Jenny asks. I don’t know I just figured you’d like to know that.” Immediately my brain springs into action and formulates a plan. “He doesn’t take me to a house or a secluded place cause I can hear cars but he rips me out of the car and fucks me and tells me to beg and scream for help all I want that nobody is coming to save me. “I’ve always had a fantasy that I’m walking through a parking lot at night when a masked man grabs me ties me up forces me into a car and takes me somewhere blindfolded and rapes me till he’s tired of me then drops me off on the side of the road with my clothes torn up.” I’m intrigued tell me more. Well tell me what it is and I can make it a reality. “I’ve always had a fantasy that I’ve never told anyone cause I know they would think I’m crazy “…. She always asked this before she decided to give me another of her fantasies. It really does we need to figure something out soon cause I’m dying to have you again I responded. It had been a week since our last meeting that ended abruptly when her parents came home unannounced. “I’m really pissed the kids are out of school this week just so you know” the text from Jenny read. Jenny’s fantasies become darker and more intense as the holiday school break stretches time thinner. ![]()
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