It was a long drive from Wilmington, Delaware, but it was worth the trip. You grin as you near your home deep in the Adirondacks. No one around for miles. No way of being traced.
Out of the corner of your eye, you take a look at the unconscious figure lying back in the passenger seat. She was a pretty young woman, with soft brown hair and brown eyes. She wore a soft smile as if she were dreaming something pleasant.
You chuckle, knowing that what she is in for is no dream. The young actress of “Joan of Arcadia” was in for a big surprise.
You reach over and fondle her breasts through her soft blue turtleneck. She moaned at the playful musings of your hand. She must be asleep now, you think. The chloroform must have worn off.
No matter. Her hands and feet were bound together behind her back. You were always very good with rope and knots.
Soon, you think. Just a couple more miles until you are fully able to enjoy the young actress. |