The driver of the BMW was maybe 35 years old, slightly pudgy. He seemed troubled, like he had a lot on his mind. He clearly wanted someone to talk to.... So I listened to his troubles, as he talked about his problems getting along with his father, and a lot of other things. We drove for 20 minutes or so before he asked me where I was planning to spend the night. When I said I had no plans, and no money for a motel, he offered to let me stay at his place for the night. Soon after that we pulled. Soft lips, moving over my skin. The fans in room whirring realistically. My eyes snapped open, fear clouding my senses. I tried to lift myself on my elbows, only to find that I cannot. A solid mass of body is blocking my way, preventing me from moving much. Large hands are pinning my wrists down. My body’s automatic response is to struggle. “Calm down, Kitten, or I’ll have to punish you.” said a voice. Deadly calm.My body froze in hearing the words so close to my ear. I shivered knowing that I. Yes, he had chosen the same school that I had, though he was there on afootball scholarship. I went to every game but he only played onspecial teams. The big Stud quarterback on our little team was thefourth-string safety here as a freshman. I still cheered for him. Weonly spoke once or twice that whole year; we just moved in differentcircles. He remained polite and always gave me a smile and a wave whenwe passed on the quad. I figured that seeing him combined with my lackof opportunity to. K went off to the ladies and while she was gone a young guy approached me. He was a little awkward as he asked if we were on an internet dating site, I smile and said I wasn’t as such but K was. He quickly explained that he was local, and as K loved uniform he was in the army, would she be interested. I couldn’t be sure but there is one way to find out. When K goes to the bar, walk up behind her, and gently place your hand on her side, like you were trying to get to the bar. As you do slide.