I made sure that everything was set up the way I wanted. Seeing that it was I closed the comercial, walk in style, cooler door, picked up the girls backpack and went upstairs. I stashed the bag under the kitchen counter, leaning there against it nearly reeling at the fact that I had a girl in my self contained, soundproof and secret mini suite. Taking my bottle of white rum I went to my master bath to shower and shave. I couldn’t believe I had abducted another young lady to have s** with and maybe even some conversation. With a real drink I had a half a cigarette on the expansive back deck, watered the lawn off the back deck then back in the living room with latex gloves to go through her stuff. Her student I.D. Gave me her name, age, D.O.B., Height at 5′. Hair, eyes and address. The rest of the wallet was boring except for a family photo. Her mom gave this girl her looks but the little sister was cursed with her fathers nose and beady eyes. There were a couple books, slender tampons, clean undies, pens. Other crap. I made another drink thinking of the ease of this snatching and the 51 mile drive home but couldn’t find anyway that it could have gone any smoother. Her skin was so fair, and unblemished, smooth and warm. I got involved in my novel for a few hours while still thinking of Rachel. When will she wake up? How badly will she freak out? Her firm, half a tennis ball sized breasts with their bright pink areolas and n******. Will she take the tylenol, advil, or the asprin? Or none? Will she eventually want to fool around? The taste of her s** and it’s juice. Her having a mini “O” on my face. Had she eaten anything? Very discreet pink nail polish with brilliant purple toe nails and I had to throw a leak, make sure that I was presentable, a drink, and go see her. The tinted lip gloss that I had kissed off and rubbed off with my erections pre c**.
