John sees a series of button's light up. One has the face of a clock on it. He presses it our of curiosity. Suddenly it feels like he has been thrown forward, but he is still in the same spot. He notices there is absolutely no sound. He looks around and notices the clock on the wall has stopped. He sees the sunlight coming in through the window and the dust particles are suspended in it and not moving. He walks over to the window and looks out. The first thing he notices is a bird in mid flight suspended as if frozen in mid-air. He also notices the people on the sidewalk below appear to be frozen as do the cars in the street. He shakes his head, but when he opens his eyes, everything is still the same. He runs out of his apartment to the street below.
John walks up to the first woman he sees. She appears to be in her late thirties or early forties. She is wearing black slacks and a light blue, short sleave v-neck sweater. John waved his hand in front of her face, but she does not move. He opened her purse and took out her wallet. She is Veronica Mann 39, 5 foot 5, 130 pounds with blonde hair and hazel eyes. John takes all of her money, $64, and puts her wallet back. Veronica has small, but very firm and pert breasts and a cute little ass for a woman her age. He blonde hair is shoulder length with bangs. John smiles and bends down to undo her slacks. He pulls them to her knees. He is pleasantly surprised to see she is wearing black, French cut panties instead of the granny panties he would expect a woman her age to wear. He pulls them up to firmly wedge them up her ass and pussy. By now he is rather horny. He wonders if he should fuck her. He knows that would be rape, but wonders if it would be better to fuck her up the ass or maybe part her lips and use them to get himself off or use her hair to masturbate with. Maybe he should just leave her and head on. |