Die schoenste aller Rosen
Excerpt
The creep flipped her around so she was facing the tree and started frisking her. First his hands felt her shoulders, which were bare except for the thin straps that held up the dress. The pressure of his fingers pressing agianst her flesh made the straps fall down as his big hands moved down her sides. He reached out his fingers to feel the curve of her breasts in the fitted bodice of the gown. Her dress seemed to slip some more as she stood there shivering, her knees knocking together, wondering if she was going to collapse any minute. He was making her feel strange sensations she wasn't accustomed to as his hands moved down to her waist, taking the top of the gown with him and making her clasp her arms over her breasts, though they were concealed behind her bathing suit top. He lingered over her waist, then proceeded even more slowly down to her hips. From there his hands moved down her legs all the way to her ankles.
Cynthia was shivering and shaking with all sorts of new sensations. Todd had never even touched her like that! She was blushing scarlet. When Todd kissed her, he did it pretty quickly and that was that. He didn't put his hands all over her!
“Take --- take off your dress!” the stranger said.
Even his voice sounded as if it were faltering. He was forgetting to hiss to make his voice unrecognizable.That voice . . . It also sounded familiar. If only she could place it!
Her dress was halfway off. With trembling hands she stepped out of it and hadned it to him. She didn't know what she was feeling. She had too many nerve endings that were bugging out and sending her too many conflicting signals.
He shook her dress out.
“Look, I don't have anything you'd want!” She tried to tell him. “I'm not rich like Todd. I've got a few dollars in my wallet. I dont' even have a real credit card, just one for the gas station.”
The goon's hands were lingering over her dress longer than they had lingered over Todd's clothes. He threw it aside.
“Your --- your top!”
“My --- my what?”
“Your top.”
The creep flipped her around so she was facing the tree and started frisking her. First his hands felt her shoulders, which were bare except for the thin straps that held up the dress. The pressure of his fingers pressing agianst her flesh made the straps fall down as his big hands moved down her sides. He reached out his fingers to feel the curve of her breasts in the fitted bodice of the gown. Her dress seemed to slip some more as she stood there shivering, her knees knocking together, wondering if she was going to collapse any minute. He was making her feel strange sensations she wasn't accustomed to as his hands moved down to her waist, taking the top of the gown with him and making her clasp her arms over her breasts, though they were concealed behind her bathing suit top. He lingered over her waist, then proceeded even more slowly down to her hips. From there his hands moved down her legs all the way to her ankles.
Cynthia was shivering and shaking with all sorts of new sensations. Todd had never even touched her like that! She was blushing scarlet. When Todd kissed her, he did it pretty quickly and that was that. He didn't put his hands all over her!
“Take --- take off your dress!” the stranger said.
Even his voice sounded as if it were faltering. He was forgetting to hiss to make his voice unrecognizable.That voice . . . It also sounded familiar. If only she could place it!
Her dress was halfway off. With trembling hands she stepped out of it and hadned it to him. She didn't know what she was feeling. She had too many nerve endings that were bugging out and sending her too many conflicting signals.
He shook her dress out.
“Look, I don't have anything you'd want!” She tried to tell him. “I'm not rich like Todd. I've got a few dollars in my wallet. I dont' even have a real credit card, just one for the gas station.”
The goon's hands were lingering over her dress longer than they had lingered over Todd's clothes. He threw it aside.
“Your --- your top!”
“My --- my what?”
“Your top.”
