You're looking pretty fine tome. Now let's just the two of us get better acquainted."He led me away from the walkway, away from the lights, away from ...isewaiting in the car. I could feel myself panic. He was taking me to aplace where he could easily rape and kill me. There'd be no one aroundto help me if he decided to hurt me. I'd be completely at his mercy. Ipictured the shame of a jogger finding my battered, raped body the nextmorning.I wanted to break away from the black man's grasp, but I. . three!”I opened my eyes and looked up, trying to appear appropriately confused.“Tess? What are you doing here?” I asked.“Nothing. I was looking for Anna. Have you seen her?”I had to think quickly.“No ... I haven’t seen her all day.”“Oh, okay. Thanks anyway.”Tess left and I was again alone in my room. I looked at the letter I had written and tossed it into the paper bin. It was a good idea, but completely unnecessary. I chuckled at the amateurish way Tess had tried to hypnotize me and the ease. I glanced over to see a growing bulge in Don’s slacks. Don noticed my glance, and he quickly unzipped his pants and fished out his semi-hard cock. It was pretty big, maybe 8” long, and very thick, and hung over the edge of the seat. He pulled my hand over to his lap and moved it up and down on his stiffening rod. I got the hint and began jerking him off as he drove with one hand, while fingering my pussy and clitoris with the other. After just a few minutes, I surprised myself when I felt an. Finally, Joe and Sue (early to mid-twenties, Joe is a large muscular black man and Sue a tall and muscular white girl). Tom offers us drinks, as all the other guests already have drinks in their hands. Not wanting our senses and/or judgment altered by alcohol, I ask for a coke and tell Tom that I will allow you only two margaritas. When Tom returns with our drinks, he looks you over closely, his eyes drawn to your hard nipples clearly evident through your thin shirt. I tell you to turn around.