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STOAAT 5

Chapter 5

B shift came on the following morning and fortunately, both the paramedic replacements arrived a few minutes early.

"I'll be at your place in less than an hour, Johnny" Roy called as he got into his blue Chevrolet pick-up truck.

"Alright, thanks, Roy…..see ya then" and with that Johnny cranked up his white Land Rover and backed out of the parking space. He had to get the money before he went home.

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Joanne just smiled as she watched Roy pack his bags for an impromptu camping trip with Johnny.

"Help him screw his head back on, sweetheart." Joanne flashed her husband a knowing smile.

" I don't know what he'd do without you." Roy just grinned as he gave her a lingering kiss.

"And I don't know what I'd do without you," he crooned, kissing her lightly a couple of times more before walking out the door.

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Johnny tucked the envelope inside the glove compartment of his Rover. He was nervous but determined. He'd share only what he had to with Roy until this was over. Roy would understand wouldn't he? After all, he was a family man with strong convictions. Surely, he'd understand. He had to understand….or this whole thing could go horribly wrong.

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Jess sat watching her sleep in his bed. His mind carried him to places he desperately wanted to go and those thoughts aroused him more than he thought possible. He let her sleep several hours while he began the preparations. He packed her a small bag; just some basic toiletries and a change of clothing. Oh yea, and he made sure he put that damn macrome purse in the bag as well. Some guys got nervous thinking his "ladies" were underage. If Coleman wanted proof that this one was legal then he'd have it. He couldn't help the cold grin that spread across his face as he thought about his good fortune with this one; she came with her own ID. Then it was time to prepare her.

He could tell by her eyes that she was totally unconscious. That was alright with him. He had so gently laid her on his bed last night and let her sleep in peace. Now, it was time. Slowly, he carefully unbuttoned her navy blue blouse and opened it up to reveal her silky white bra – all that stood between him and her soft youthful breasts. She wasn't a large breasted girl and that was fine with him. He pulled the blouse over her shoulders and out from underneath her. Her abdomen was so flat. He couldn't help himself; he caressed it as he reached down to unzip her shorts. Pulling them over first her hips and then her knees, he laid them alongside her blouse on the chair next to his bed. God, he wanted to take her himself right here and now….but he couldn't, not yet. He gently removed both her panties and her bra then leaned back looking down at this beautiful specimen of womanhood, lying naked on his bed. He felt his crotch tighten just at the sight of her and had to shift his position in order to regain some measure of comfort for himself.

He stepped into his bathroom and began to run a tubful of warm water. He had to make sure she was clean and freshly shaven with silky, shinning hair. He returned to the bedroom to find her head moving slightly and her eyes fluttering. He watched as her lips parted slighted and heard a soft moan escape.

"Damn it!" He grunted and hastily pulled open the bottom drawer of his nightstand. He retrieved a dark green unmarked glass bottle with a black dropper. He squeezed the little bulb as he unscrewed it and reached over to squeeze the contents between her lips. Using his free hand he gently closed her mouth so that none of it escaped and watched her throat to ensure she consumed the liquid completely. After only a moment he saw the slight movement of her throat and knew that she had swallowed the liquid that had begun to tickle the back of her throat. That would keep her out for a few more hours; long enough to reach their destination.

He took his time as he cradled her gently to his chest and then lowered her down into the warm water. It wasn't easy but he managed to hold her in place as he let the water run over her hair.

Oh God, warm water was flooding her again. Darkness was surrounding her and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't move. The water was rising now and she could feel the waves washing over her. The rain mixed in with the splashing waves drenched her hair leaving it sticking to her face and neck. She would drown for sure. 'Daddy, where are you?' she pleaded into the night. 'Daddy, I'm so scared. Help me, Daddy, please help me!' The wind roared louder and she felt a hand on her shoulder. 'Sis, is that you?' Yes, it was Sarah-Beth holding onto the rooftop with her. 'Sis, where's Daddy? I want my Daddy?' She cried into the night but the howl of the wind and the relentless battering of the angry water drowned her anguished cries. Tiny pieces of debris were hurled like projectiles in the wind and she sank down on what was left of the roof to block the stinging artillery. Sarah-Beth lay beside her trying to calm her and protect her as best she could. Daddy had gone back into the attic to get their mother but he hadn't come back out yet. Neither of them had. Her breath caught in her throat as she could taste the sea water forcing its way into her lungs and stomach. And then nothing but darkness again. The nightmare retreated to its hiding place somewhere deep inside her soul.

Slowly, he lathered up her hair with Strawberry scented shampoo and then gently washed away the residue. He leaned her back against the edge of the tub and taking a soft luffa sponge he began caressing her body with it. His fingers trembled as they moved across her body as though she were a rare and delicate flower. The luffa was filled with a vanilla scented shower gel and it invaded his senses as he rubbed it over her entire body. Her nipples were so beautiful as they stood erect underneath his touch – peeking up through the lather. He then picked up a fresh razor and beginning with her armpits he began shaving her being careful not to damage her soft delicate skin. While completing this part of her grooming, he confirmed what he had been suspecting. A smile spread across his face. He rinsed her, dried her off and lotioned her entire body while constantly having to adjust his pants. She was so sexy he almost exploded.

Damn, Jess, get it together, he thought.

He then dressed her in a satin pink bra and panty set. The Kelly green blouse and short denim skirt he had recently bought for this occasion would really accentuate her green eyes and her long silky smooth legs. Her feet hung slightly off the edge of his bed; the perfect position for him to paint her toenails. Yes, everything had to be perfect- from her silky tresses to her hot pink toenails.

While her toenails dried he blew dry her chestnut locks and then brushed them back holding them in place with a black and green headband. He carefully applied make-up to her already perfect face. It was hard to do anything to make her more beautiful but at least it made her look a little older. Finally, he buckled her black strappy sandals and stood back to gaze at his trophy. Perfect, absolutely perfect. He knew that the man he knew only as Coleman would agree that she was worth every penny.

He left her lying there while he took her bag to his car. Thank goodness his back door was completely hidden from his neighbor's view by a privacy fence or he might have been seen. No one saw him carry her limp form to his car. He had parked it as close as he could to his back door; only two steps away. He laid back the passenger seat and lowered her into it. He put sunglasses on her face so that if anyone saw them she'd look like she was just resting before a big day…and it would be a big day. Slowly, he backed out and headed for the rendezvous point.

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The drive took at least an hour and they rode in relative silence. Roy didn't want to push Johnny. He knew that Johnny would tell him in due time but he could see that his partner was struggling with just how to say what was on his mind.

"Roy, you trust me right?"

Roy wanted to roll his eyes but his partner's obvious difficulty made him answer with a simple "yes".

Johnny never took his eyes off the road. He drove with his left elbow on the edge of the rolled down window allowing the wind to further tousel his mussed up hair. "Then please, Roy, I'm begging you to understand. No matter what you hear me say or agree to, just go with it ok? But, you've got to stay out of sight. The agreement was just for me alone. Remember, stay hidden in the tent no matter what you hear. If something goes wrong then I'll shout '51' ok? That'll be the signal for help."

Johnny, held the steering wheel with his left index finger and thumb while he ran his right hand through his hair a couple of times. He then let his hand rest momentarily along his upper lip; a habit Roy knew all too well. Johnny was worried, perhaps more so than Roy had ever seen.

They reached the camp site; one Roy had never visited before; and hurriedly set up the tent. They were in such an isolated place that Roy didn't know if he could even figure out how to get out of here to go for help. He quickly shook that thought from his mind. He couldn't dwell on "what if's". His partner was in some kind of trouble and Roy wanted to help him dig his way out.

Once the tent was set up and their gear was unloaded from the back of the Rover, Johnny set about building a fire. He kept nervously looking at his watch which made Roy automatically look at his as well. It was now 10:45 am, what was Johnny waiting on that had him so anxious?

Five minutes later with the fire slowly coming to life, Johnny looked pleadingly at Roy.

"Roy, remember what I said before?"

"Yea, Johnny, I remember"

"Well, please go on inside the tent and just wait. I'll come in when it's all clear. Please, Roy…please don't come out or make any noise no matter what you hear going on out here. If I yell '51' then look inside my backpack in the very bottom." He exhaled, then continued.

"Roy, there's a pistol in there and it's loaded. The safety is on so if you have to use it just click the tiny red button, alright?"

Roy couldn't believe what he was hearing. He was almost too shocked to move but somehow he gathered up enough strength to move his lead feet towards the tent. He looked back at Johnny for only a moment and saw his junior partner standing with both hands on his hips staring into the smoldering fire pit. Without a word, he turned and entered the tent making sure the flap was closed behind him.