"Go on now right up under the bridge." His heart felt like it was in his throat. There was something in her voice, it was anger, or perhaps something ...lse, something darker. He was afraid for his life now."Now you might think you can just run away but I'll fucking blow your head off if you try," again she hit him in the ribs hard with the barrel of the gun. "You do believe me don't you Mr. Lucky?" We walked carefully down the slick bank he had no doubt she would kill him if he tried to run. The. "What? Is this your boyfriend?" the non-bald member of the duo said to the schmuck."No, but maybe I'm on the hunt for one. How about I make you my girlfriend?" I said.Homophobia runs deep in guys like this. I may have been angry, but I was still in total control. I wanted them to instigate things, just in case this escalated to the point where the police were called. Playing on their innate prejudices seemed like the way to get them to step things up.The people around us could clearly tell. “Hi, sis,” said Brett without moving his eyes from the game.“Hi, sweetie,” said Joe as he stood and hugged his daughter.Everything seemed so normal to Kathleen and she breathed a sigh of relief. It remained normal until after dinner.Once the meal was completed and the table was cleared, they lingered at the table, sipping their coffee. “So,” said her mother, “I understand that you have a new hobby.”Kathleen immediately blushed, recognizing what her mother was referring to. “Yes, I suppose. Go on, He says sharply. He stops her about two feet in front of me. As he trails his finger tips down her sides, I notice her gazing at the bulge in my pants, her breathing shallow. He suddenly yanks her panties down to her ankles and forces her top half down, causing her to cry out and grab my chair. Her hands grip the back on either side of my head and were face to face, she pants, wide eyed, staring at me. I want her so much. Need her so badly. He grabs her ass and gives it a quick smack..