Chapter Five

Later that night, I finally found out who they were. I was so astonished to see them. Jessica Warner and Amanda Bolles, two of my best friends. They lead us to a quieter place, a place that we can be protected from the sun, so we went in and Ian laid me down on the bed. He starts kissing me while taking off my clothes. First he started with my shredded button-up shirt, then picked me up and what unhooked was left of my bra. I took off his silk shirt and started un-zipping his faded jeans. Then he started to take off my skirt. Kissing away at the morning sun, we finally manage to get off our clothes. Under the covers we went, his 10" dick (no condom) sliding in and out of me with ease. Kissing and having the feeling of the dick sliding in and out of a female's vagina feels like your in heaven.

Twenty minutes later, we started to settle down. We then cuddled up and slept most of the day away, every now and then throughout the day we would wake up, and have sex.

The night has risen and we awoke. Ian got dressed and went to the rest room to take a piss. I sit up and put my back against the bed resting when, I heard the door start to open, I open my eyes slowly to find Aubrey at the end of our bed. I snapped awake, covering myself with the bed sheet the best I can and I started to scrunched up in the corner of the bedroom on the bed. This time, I have put myself in my own trap of death.

I couldn't get out, Aubrey was closing in on me like a wolf on its staggered, weak prey. I scrunched up the best I can in that little corner but he came closer to me on the bed. So close that I could feel and that I could hear him breathing against my skin. I glanced over to his knife holder, sure enough he had had it in his hand. I start to panic as he brings the knife closer to my heart.

He brought the knife above his head, ready to stab me. I had the chance to get out, and I took it, I kicked him in the balls. It worked! He screamed back in pain. I got through with the bed sheet still wrapped around me, I hurried to the door to get out, as I start to turn the door knob, he grabs me and holds me back. I struggled and kicked to get out of this hold once more, but I can't get out this time. As he pulled his knife up to my throat, I stopped struggling.