We wuz still eating when four riders came up an' said, "Howdy."We returned the greeting an' I asked, "What can we do fer you gents. Care fer some cold...fried chicken?"One of the men, whom I assume wuz the leader, suddenly pulled his pistol an' said, "We ain't interested in no cold fried chicken, but we will take our pleasure with this warm young lady. Now, ya jus' set still an' ya won't git hurt. Ifen ya don't give us no problem, we'll let ya live when we leave."Afore I could say anything, Jane. It was most unpleasant journey I had with my boy friend. When he went to tickets, I saw the way she was dressed. She was looking like a sex bomb. I am sure she was not wearing a bra as her nipples were poked out.She was a wearing a t shirt and a skirt. Her 34C without bra was just awesome to look and I a sure my boy friend would have noticed this. Her boobs were jumping as she walked. Her skirt was only till her knees. That too a 2 inch up to her knees. As she was sitting in the back seat in. Jack returned downstairs, checked out the last few books for the students who were leaving and grabbed his cart. Fortunately there were only 4 books on it and Jack knew they were all on the third floor. Stopping long enough to lock the front door, he turned off the lights and took the elevator to the second floor. He to a quick trip around the floor to check for any stray students, made a quick check of both restrooms and shut off the lights. He then went to the third floor where he found Staci. That is, until a figure emerged seemingly from nowhere. Even by the shadow, she knew it was a male. She also knew it was not her husband. But somehow, she was not afraid. Her heart slowed its pace, and she found herself moving towards the mysterious man. As she got closer, she noticed his buldging muscles, his dark hair, and his tall frame. He stood at least six-foot-five, and must’ve been over two hundered pounds. All of it, being in the right places. His eyes were dark as she got close.